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lURiS. liOUIiSA A. liOWRIE, 






Pastor of the Churches of George's Creek and Tent, 



Corr^ponding Secretary of the West. For. Miss. Society. 




Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 
1835, by Rev. Elisiia P. Swift, in the Office of the 
Clerk, of the District Court, of the Western District of 

Matthew Maclean, printer. 



Man is, in himself, a lost, ruined and perishing sinner. 
Of this fact, the world is full of the most convincing evi- 
dence. The Eible professes to reveal to us God's true 
and only system of salvation. This is a dispensation 
of life to guilty man through a Mediator, and it is also a 
distinct practical principle of the heart and life, develop- 
ing itself by the production of a free self-consecration of 
its recipients to the glory of God and the well-being of 
mankind. Its vital power — its ascendancy over the inner 
man, in the production of pure and holy principles and 
actions, is an essential evidence of one's interest in its 
blessings, while tiie most abundant and convincing mani- 
festations of it to others becomes the surest way by which 
its great Author is honored and the world improved. 
Hence the lives of devoted christians become useful and 
instructive, just in proportion as they are truly and wisely 
conformed to the great pattern, and the examples and bi- 
ographies of eminent believers stimulate the pious in the 
path of duty, and impress the consciences of the wicked 
with a sense of their criminality. 

Periods of great trial and persecution in the world; and 
seasons in which God has, by bis providence, especially 
called forth the visible power of religion, or remarkably 
poured out his Spirit upon the earth, for its increase, have 


been most distinguished for the development of the chris- 
tian principle. The present slate of the world is pecu- 
liarly favorable to its useful display in judicious and dis- 
interested efforts to bring millions of benighted and per- 
isliing sinners into the kingdom of God. The temporal 
and eternal benefits which the gospel can impart to the 
heathen are beyond all computation : and the Bible, while it 
urges the duty of its immediate dissemination, pledges its 
own veracity for the certainty that it shall eventually 
overspread the world. The events of providence are 
now more and more distinctly every year indicating the 
near approach of that joyful consummation. 

The labor and the self-denial, however, which a personal 
engagement in the missionary service in foreign lands 
requires, is so great, and the zeal of the disciples to 
spread the triumphs of the cross among remote and bar- 
barous tribes of men is so small, that it must be long in- 
deed before such a result can be anticipated, unless there 
is a very great increase of the true heroic and enter- 
prizing spirit of primitive times. Whatever tends to pro- 
mote this, and to deepen the longing-desires of the visi- 
ble family of God that His " kingdom may come" and 
His " will he done'" in the " dark places" of the earth, 
should be earnestly encouraged. There are therefore 
three ends which may be proposed in the act of consecra- 
tion to the work of Foreign Missions, on the part of a 
sincere and devoted servant of Christ. This may be cho- 
sen like any other form of christian action, to exemplify 
the practical influence of real piety — or, from a desire by a 
sincere and cordial and self-denied example of this sort, 
to aid and countenance the important and too much neglect- 
td duty of carrying the gospel to the heathen, or finally 


" She being dead yet speaheth^'''' and 

I. This brief Memoir will, we think, present such exer- 
cises and devotional frames of mind, and such marks of 
the gracious ivfluence of religion vpon the heart as will be 
highly useful to others, irrespective entirely of her mission- 
ary character. 

The transforming power of the Gospel — its happy ten- 
dency to mould the heart and affections, and prompt to 
every form of virtuous and benevolent action, was in her 
case strikingly exemplified. Young Christians especially, 
will find in her letters and journal many usefiil hints, 
while the whole will tend to deepen their sense of the 
practicability and the blessedness of that habitual and in- 
timate communion with C4od which she enjoyed. 

Her biography we trust will have 

II. A tendency to illustrate the excellence and import- 
ance of the union of deep internal piety and holiness with 
the outward manifestation of Christian activity and visible 
conse&ration to God. Amidst the ardency of excitement 
and the air of romance which is so often connected with 
the Foreign Missionary subject, there is doubtless great 
need of caution. There is a moral grandeur in the act of 
leaving home and country never to see them more : in 
crossing oceans and traversing remote and dangerous por- 
tions of the globe, for the single object of the salvation of 
the heathen, which upon a lively imagination and -on ar- 
dent temperament is fitted to make a powerful impression: 
and especially when viewed in connection with the excit- 
ing scenes which attend the departure of these beloved 
servants of Christ iVona the friends and churches with 
which thej' have been conversant. There is great danger, 
therefore, that a sort of morbid enthusiasm may lead per- 


acquaintance, at the time of her embarkation for India, 
may suggest. 

When Mrs. Lowrie accepted the proposal of spending 
her days in India, she was understood to enjoy an ordina- 
rily sound and vigorous state of health. During the fol- 
lowing winter, however, a change occurred, so that at 
the time of her marriage and when, soon after, she met 
her associates in Philadelphia, to make immediate prepa- 
rations for the voyage, she exhibited symptoms of disease 
sufficient to awaken considerable apprehension. There 
appeared to be the partial development of the hectic 
cough, and other indications of decline, but it was the 
opinion of the medical gentlemen, whom her friends con- 
sulted, that the voyage and change of climate would re- 
move every ground of apprehension. To her own mind, 
as she stated in a conversation had but a few hours before 
she sailed for India, there appeared to be but little proba- 
bility of such an issue, but the prospect seemed to in- 
crease rather than diminish her desire to press forward as 
far as she could, in her intended work. Her own ardent 
wishes, and tlie strong presumption, that if she should be 
blessed with a prosperous voyage, she might hope to land 
in India in as sound a state of health as any of her asso- 
ciates, together vi'ith the increasing improbability of her 
survival if she remained in this coniitry, left no room for 
hesitation as to the course to be pursued. Her malady 
had not in tlie mean time visibly wasted her strength, or 
left any of the ordinary n>aiks of its indelible impression; 
and slie went forward with lier preparations and made 
and received the calls and civilities of that important pe- 
ricd like one in perfect health. 

In the religious circles of Philadelphia, Mrs. Lotcrie 


was at this period an object of uncommon interest. Her 
modest and retiring' deportment — the candor, mildnesp, 
and affection of her intercourse — the gravity and unaffect- 
ed simplicity of her manners, and the entire tranquillity 
and composure of her mind amidst the exciting- scenes of 
a final separation from her friends and native land, united 
as they were with the marks of an enfeebled and delicate 
state of health, seemed to throw a peculiar attractiveness 
around her person. She constantly adverted to the sol- 
emn and important step which she was taking, and the 
danger of improper motives in engaging in it, and of de- 
lusive impressions as to the nature of the work; and the 
state of her mind, fully shewed with what earnestness 
and solemnity she had examined herself on this point. 
The result manifestly was that while she possessed a clear 
conviction that she had sincerely consecrated her talents 
and her life to God on the missionary altar, she was 
prepared to meet its separations and its trials with undis- 
turbed tranquillity, and a steady confidence in God. 

These impressions she left upon the minds of all with 
whom she was conversant, when she finally bid adieu to 
her native shores; and the composure and spiritual enjoy- 
ment which attended the remaining months of her abode 
on earth, will appear from her letters and her journal. 

If we follow her as she enters upon this embassy of 
mercy, how touching, and indeed sublime, is the specta- 
cle! Away upon the mighty ocean, remote alike from 
the country of her birth and the abode of the benighlcu 
pagans to whom she desires to carry the word of life, sho 
meets and suffers without regret or despondency, and 
amidst the ceaseless rocking and agitation of a vessel at 
sea, the lingering exhavistions of a confirmed and wasting 



consumption. Even here, her mind, still intent upon glo- 
rifying Jehovali-Jesus in the spread of his gospel, and 
upon the eternal good of man, sighs to participate in the 
toils and privations of a missionary life, and burns with a 
hallowedf zfcal to press forward to the work, while her 
body, broken down by disease, can no longer sympathize 
with it in these ardent aspirations, or sustain its devoted 
tenant until she reaches the destined field of labor. Be- 
tween the enlarged and heroic purposes and desires of the 
mind and the weakness and debility of its oul.ward taber^ 
nacle, what an affecting contrast? The Redeemer looks 
down upon the unmurmuring sufferer as she is tossed 
upon the great deep, and accepts the willing offering, while 
she who makes it is released from those cares and hard- 
ships which it was in her heart to meet. 

When Mrs. Lowrie arrived in Calcutta she was too 
much spent for a full development of her character upon 
the minds of the kind and valued friends by whom the 
mission was most cordially received. Her intelligent in- 
tercourse, and ardent piety and affectionate simplicity of 
manners, had left a very deep impression upon the minds 
of the officers and all the inmates of the ship, and we 
have reason to know, that brief as was the period of her 
residence there, no indistinct traces of the same impres- 
sion were left in the little circle of her acquaintance in 
India. As her christian experience had been distinguish- 
ed by a deep, solid, abiding enjoyment of God, and a firm 
hope in the merits of the Redeemer, so her life closed with 
a blessed assurance of her interest in the promises, and a 
sweet repose as it v/ere on the Savior's bosom. 


" She being dead yet speaketh,^^ and 

I. This brief Memoir will, we think, present such exer- 
cises and devotional frames of mind, and such marks of 
the gracious influence of religion upon the heart as will be 
highly useful to others, in'espective entirely of her mission- 
ary character. 

The transforming power of the Gospel — its happy ten- 
dency to mould the heart and affections, and prompt to 
every form of virtuous and benevolent action, was in her 
case strikingly exemplified. Young Christians especially, 
will find in her letters and journal many usefiil hints, 
while the whole will tend to deepen their sense of the 
practicability and the blessedness of that habitual and in- 
timate communion with God which she enjoyed. 

Her biography we trust will have 

II. A tendency to illustrate the excellence and import- 
ance of the union of deep internal piety and holiness with 
the outward manifestation of Christian activity and visible 
consecration to God. Amidst the ardency of excitement 
and the air of romance which is so often connected with 
the Foreign Missionary subject, there is doubtless great 
need of caution. There is a moral grandeur in the act of 
leaving home and country never to see them more : in 
crossing oceans and traversing remote and dangerous por- 
tions of the globe, for the single object of the salvation of 
the heathen, which upon a lively imagination and an ar- 
dent temperament is fitted to make a powerful impression: 
and especially when viewed in connection with the excit- 
ing scenes which attend the departure of these beloved 
servants of Christ from the friends and churches with 
which they have been conversant. There is great danger, 
therefore, that a sort of morbid enthusiasm may lead per- 


acquaintance, at tlie time of her embarkation for India,- 
may suggest. 

When Mrs. Lowrie accepted the proposal of spending 
her days in India, she was understood to enjoy an ordina- 
rily sound and vigorous state of health. During the fol- 
lowing winter, however, a change occurred, so that at 
the time of her marriage and when, soon after, she met 
her associates in Philadelphia, to make immediate prepa- 
rations for the voyage, she exhibited symptoms of disease 
sufficient to awaken considerable apprehension. There 
appeared to be the partial development of the hectic 
cough, and other indications of decline, but it was the 
opinion of the medical gentlemen, whom her friends con- 
sulted, that the voyage and change of climate would re- 
move every ground of apprehension. To her own mind, 
as she stated in a conversation had but a few liours before 
she sailed for India, there appeared to be but little proba- 
bility of such an issue, but the prospect seemed to in- 
crease rather than diminish her desire to press forward as 
far as she could, in her intended work. Her own ardent 
wishes, and tlie strong presumption, that if she sliould be 
blessed with a prosjjcrous voyage, she might hope to land 
in India in as sound a state of health as any of her asso- 
ciates, together with the increasing improbability of her 
survivfil if she remained in this country, left no room for 
hesitation as to the course to be pursued. Her malady 
had not in the mean time visibly wasted her strength, or 
left any of the ordinary marks of its indelible impression; 
and she went /brward with her preparations and made 
and received the calls and civilities of that important pe- 
riod like one in perfect health. 

In the religious circles of Philadelphia, Mrs. Lowrie 


sorrow, at home, as in the more public act of engaging in 
a mission abroad. 

III. We hope and trust that this Httle volume, like the 
Memoirs of Mrs. Newell, Mrs. Judson,, Mrs. Winslow and 
others, will be made to exert an honored instrumentality 
in promoting the genuine spirit of missions, and more es- 
pecially among the female members of the Redeemer's fa- 
mily in our land. The great enterprise of the world's 
evangelization is just commencing, and a long and favor- 
ed train of devoted messengers of the cross are to arise, 
and move on in hosts, in what is now the unfrequented 
path of evangelic labors. Salvation is surely to be publish- 
ed unto all nations. There is now in the classes of our In- 
fant and Sabbath schools, many a young and tender heart 
which is hereafter to glow with intense desire to spread in 
far distant and pagan climes, the wonders of redemption, 
and unborn generations are to swell the lists of names, il- 
lustrious on earth and dear to heaven, for the display of 
ardent and holy zeal in the missionary work. As one of 
the pioneers in this self-denied service, is it too much to 
hope that the amiable and devoted subject of this Memoir, 
may like her sainted sisters already mentioned, contribute 
more by her early death than by a long and active life, 
thus to widen and extend the kingdom of her Savior? In 
future time, when all that now live shall be in their graves, 
may not the meek, and sensible, and glowing sentiments 
on this subject, here recorded as her private thoughts, be 
sought with avidity, and read Vvith profound interest, by 
the future daughters of our American churches? Her 
education, her worldly prospects and standing in society, 
her personal and mental endowments, and especially her 
deep, and thorough, and searching views of religion, and 


the elevated tone of her piety, united with the fact of her 
cheerful self-consecration to the work, will all conspire to 
give energy and force to her counsels and her example. 

Yes, her sweet and aifectionate spirit, her humble and 
unpretending love to the Savior, will re-anpear in the 
character and piety of others, whose earthly destiny is to 
be hereafter perhaps most closely identified witli the great- 
est and most precious of all mortal charges, the publica- 
tion of the gospel to every creature, and ths renovation of 
the world. 

To pious young ladies of intelligence and education in 
our country, the writer would, therefore, especially com- 
mend the sentiments and example developed in this Me- 

Louisa Lowrie felt that her Savior conferred upon her 
a distinguished honor in sending her far from her native 
home, on an errand of mercy to the degraded females of 
benighted India; and her last kind wishes h r them, were 
that some among you might be raised up to fill her place; 
and her last lingering look as she sunk into the grave, was 
turned with this fond hope towards her native shores. 
There is a patience of endurance, a buoyancy of hope, and 
a fervor of devotion, connected with the female character, 
which is so well adapted to the work of Foreign Missions 
as it now exists, as to make it manifest that they are to 
sustain an important port in this honored enterprise, and 
whether it is your allotment personally to engage in it or 
not, it is important 1o its prosperity and to your own use- 
fulness in other spheres of duty, that you should be replen- 
ished with the spirit which it fosters. What are tlie 
graces and charms of person — the gaieties of fashionable 
life, or the fascinations of wealth and honor, when you 


pontemplate the great realities of eternity? How do they 
compare with that heaveniiness of mind, which not only 
fits your sex for the sweet fulfilment of all that is implied 
in the endeared relations of sister, child, partner, and mo- 
ther, and to exemplify those graces and virtues which 
adorn and bless society, but also to take an active part in 
all those enterprises of benevolence which are the glory of 
our times? The rose of health soon fades from the cheek 
of beauty — the days of amusement and youthful pleasure 
soon pass on their returnless way, and the heart unbless- 
ed with piety faints amidst the inadequate, and empty, 
and fleeting enjoyments of time and sense; but in the re- 
suits of eminent piety and exemplary usefulness, there are 
joys which never end. 

The millions of pagan lands perishing without the light 
of revelation, are now addressing their appeal to you as 
well as to other portions of the Redeemer's family: and as 
Sabbath School Instructers and active devoted Christians, 
if never as assistant missionaries, how much may you do 
for their eternal good, if your hearts but become deeply 
and permanently enlisted for them? Thus may you show 
your gratitude to hinj who laid down his life for you, by 
your sympathy for those who have never known his 
name, and thus also become the happy sharers in the joy 
of that song, with which the whole militant and triumph- 
ant church shall celebrate the wonders of redemption, 
when " the kingdoms of this world shall have become the 
kingdoms of our Lord and of his Christ." 


The following Memoirs of Mrs. L. A. Lowrie, are 
compiled almost entirely from her letters and private 
papers. Even a pai-t of what has been added has been 
copied, almost verbatim, from a brief memoir published 
shortly after her death, and known to have been pre- 
pared by the bereaved husband. The labor of the com- 
piler has been employed almost exclusively in selection 
and abridgement. 


Memoirs of Mrs. Lowrie, t9 

Letter to** *, Dec. 8th, 1829, 22 

Letter to Miss J. I. P., Dec. 11th, 1829, 23 

Letter to * * *, May 1st, 1830, 25 

Journal, May, June, and Juljr, 1830, .... 28 — 41 

Letter to « *, July 30th, 1830, ....... 41 

Extract of a letter to* «*, Aug. 2d, 1830, - ... 43 

Journal, August, 1830, 44 

Extract of letter to* **, Aug. 20, 1830, .... 46 

Letter to a friend, Oct. 22d, 1830, 47 

Journal, Oct. and Nov., 1830, 48 

Extract of letter to * * *, Dec. 1st. 1830, . - . . 50 

Letter to * *, Feb. 15th, 1831, 52 

Extract of letter to***. May 16th, 1831, ... 54 

Do. Do., June 2d, 55 

Letter to* *, June 8th, 1331, 57 

Journal, June, 1831, ..-.^......58 

Extract of letter to *«, June 15th, 1831, .... 62 

Journal, June and July, 1831, 63 — 71 

Letter to Mrs. M. W., Dec. 30, 1831, ..... 71 

Letter to Mrs. A, P. C, March 22, 1832, .... 72 

Journal, June and July, 1832, 73 

Letter to Mrs. M.W., Aug. 1, 1832, 75 

Journal, August and September, 1832, 80 

Extracts of letters to a friend — {no date),, - - 82 — 84 

Letter to Mrs. A. P. C, Oct. 6th, 1832, .... 85 

Journal, October, 1832, .... - 87 

Letter to Mrs. M. W., Dec. 28, 1832, ..... 89 

Journal, January, 1833, 91 


Letter to Mrs. M. W., Jan. 15th, 1833, .... 92 

Extract of letter to Miss C. B., ...... 96 

Letter to G. W. W., 97 

Extract of a letter to a friend, 1833, 99 

Letter to Miss J. I. P., March 16, 1833, .... 100 

Journal, April, 1833, 102 

Letter to Mrs. M. A. W., April 27, 1833, ... 103 

Letter to Miss J. I. P., May 3d, 1833, .... 104 

Letter to Miss A. E. P., May 17th, 1833, ... 108 

Journal, May 23—26, 1833, ....... HI 

Note to Mrs. A. P. C, May 27th, 1833, . - . . Il3 

Journal, May 27th and 28th, 1833, 113 

Farewell Meeting in Philadelphia, 114 

Journal, May 28th and 29th, 1833, 118 

Letter from Dr. M. S., 120 

Letter to Hon. E. C. Wilson, May 30th, .... 121 

Journal, May and June, 1833, 122—124 

Letter to Hon. E. C. Wilson, June 18th, 1833, . . 125 

Letter to the same, June 29th, ....... 127 

Journal, July, 1833, ........ 132—135 

Letter to Mrs. R. C, Aug. 5th, 1833, 136 

Letter to Mrs. A. P. C, Aug. 13th, 1833, .... 139 

Letter from Rev. J. C. Lowrie, Sept. 8th, 1833, - 142 

Note to Mrs. R. C, Sept. 26th, 1833, ..... 144 
Mr. Lowrie's Journal, October, 1833, - - . 145 — 147 

Mrs. Lowrie's Last Hours, 147 — 150 

Letter from Rev. J. C. Lowrie, Nov. 26th, 1833, - 151 

Extract of letter from the same, - - 154 

Lines written by Rev. Mr. Pearce, 160 

Extract from " The Presbyterian," ...... 160 




The subject of these memoirs was a daughter 
of Thomas and Mary Wilson, of Morgantown, 
Monongalia County, Va.,* and was born Novem- 
ber 2, 1809. From her childhood, she was re- 
markable for her sensibility and amiableness. At 
the age of seven years, she was bereaved of one of 
the best of mothers, whose pious example, and in- 
structions, exerted a very great influence over her 

* Thomas Wilson, Esq., was descended of a respecta- 
ble family of that name in Rockbridge County, Va. In 
his earlier years he removed to Morgantown and engaged 
in the profession of the Law, which he successfully pur- 
sued till his death. He was frequently elected to the As- 
sembly, and Senate of the state of Virginia; and once re- 
presented his district in Congress. He was a gentleman 
deservedly held in tlie highest estimation for his strict in- 
tegrity, and his public usefulness. He died in the year 


future character; and furnish another instance to 
show how greatly a mother may, through the 
divine blessing, control the destinies of her child- 
ren, by cultivating early facilities for directing 
their tender minds. 

While she was yet quite young, she was the 
subject of serious impressions of the importance of 
divine things. These impressions were greatly 
increased by the death of her revered father, 
which afflicting event occurred when she was 
about seventeen years of age. At this period she 
seems to have been very " nigh unto the king- 
dom of heaven," having many desires and pur- 
poses to devote herself to the Lord. But during a 
short subsequent residence at Wheeling, in Va., 
not cherishing her convictions, she gradually be- 
came indifferent to the subject of religion. Pos- 
sessing great natural vivacity, as well as a very 
engaging person, and manners, her society was 
eagerly sought after by the gay, and fashionable 
world, with whom she, unhappily, mingled too 
much, in the giddy round of pleasures and amuse- 
ments. Of this portion of her life, however, she 
has frequently remarked, that when she appeared 
to others most happy, she felt quite miserable; and 
easily discovered that there was nothing to satisfy 
the soul in this world's allurements. 


Subsequently to her fatlier's death, she had gen- 
erally resided with her brother, E. C. Wilson, 
Esq., of Morgantown. She returned here from 
Wheeling, in the spring of 18'29. At this period, 
one of her most intimate female friends made a 
public profession of religion, on which occasion 
she was deeply affected, and formed a solemn de- 
termination to seek the Lord, with all her heart. 
She was soon led to a discovery of the only way, 
in which God could be just, and yet justify the 
sinner; viz.: through the atoning merits, and in- 
finite righteousness of Jesus Christ. She saw, 
and felt the innate depravity of her heart, and the 
necessity of the renewing influences of the Holy 
Spirit. But it was not till after many days of sor- 
rowful, and earnest seeking, that she found any 
abiding peace in believing. 

In the month of September following, she visited 
Richmond, in company with her brother Eugenius 
M. Wilson, Esq.: who had been elected a meniber 
of the Virginia Convention of 1829-'30. tn that 
city, and in the counties of Rockbridge, Augusta, 
and Frederick, she spent the remainder of the fall 
and the winter. The following letters, written at 
this period to her friends, will show how she was 
impressed with different objects, as well as the 
state of her mind in regard to religion. 



Extract of a letter to a young lady. 

Augusta County, Va., Dec. 8, 1829. 

" Only yesterday I wrote to * *, and affection 
already prompts me to write to my dear * * *, 
although one hundred and fifty miles* from her. 
But Oh! how much more pleasant would it be to 
converse face to face. ... I had visited the 
Natural Bridge, sometime before I received your 
last letter. I was not at all disappointed. The 
arch is much higher than I had expected; and it 
is thrown over the fis§ure, in so graceful a sweep, 
as almost to have the appearance of something liv- 
ing. The top of the bridge is covered with bushes 
of arbor vitce, and cedar, except where the road 
passes over it. The scenery around is wild in the 
extreme; gloomy pines and huge rocks are the 
principal features. 

We remained in Rockbridge two weeks; busy 
the whole time among our relations. I there 
visited the ' abode of my forefathers;' but could 
not work myself into an ' enthusiastic melancho- 
ly:' for every thing looked so sweet and pleasant. 
The large green yard, the weeping-willows, the 
cherry-trees, &c., spoke of comfort and banished 

I have visited Weir's cave, and think it much 


the greatest curiosity I have yet seen. Some of 
the apartments are most magnificently sculptured. 
Columns, castles, thrones, curtains, temples, &c., 
are thrown pi'omiscuously together, and have a 
very fine effect. 

Your sincere friend, 


Letter to Miss J. I. P., of Morgantown. 

Augusta Count!/, Dec. 11th, 1829. 
Dear J.: 

" You cannot imagine how grateful I am for 
your last letter: the more so because it was a fa- 
vor undeserved by me. Many reasons have pre- 
vented my writing; the principal one was that I 
feared to lay open the state of my heart; and I ne- 
ver could use any disguise with you, my dear 
friend. You lament the want of preaching; and 
follow me in imagination to the Sanctuary. I do 
go. I hear sermons eloquent and pathetic: but 
envy me not, for perhaps it may tend to increase 
my condemnation. I do not profit by what I hear. 
I have rather gone back, than progressed in spirit- 
ual things, since I saw you. Still, I entertain a 
hope, (with what justness I know not,) that through 
the merits of that Redeemer, whom I have so 
much slighted, I shall be admitted into his fold at 


last. While in Richmond I boarded in a very 
pious family; and, truly, in them religion appear- 
ed lovely. They had been reduced from aflluence 
to poverty, and yet all was cheerfulness and re- 
signation. I heard some excellent sermons from 
Mr. A., pastor of the First Presbyterian church. 
I also attended the recitations of his Bible class, 
and found myself much pleased and instructed. 

I am so happy every Thursday night — Is it the 
influence of imagination? or do you then, in your 
meeting, remember me in your prayers?* You 
say nothing about the meeting: I hope it has not 
been given up. 

Your friend, 


She returned home in the spring of 1830. The 
way in v/hich she first found peace in believing is 
thus described in her journal: 

" I expected to have some sudden illumination: 
someLhing like a vision, revealing to my view the 
Redeemer as the Son of God, and yet the friend of 
sinners. For this I waited in vain. But, imper- 

* The allusion is to a female prayer meeting in which 
she felt a very great interest. 


ceptibly, a love to Christ, and a reliance on his 
merits and intercession, took possession of my 
heart. Blessed be his name, that the transgres- 
sions of sinners may be Wcished away in that 
blood which flows for the remission of sins." 

Prom this period until she made a public pro- 
fession of religion, her exercises, so far as they can 
be ascertained from her letters and private papers, 
appear to urve been various; although the evi- 
dence of her interest in the Savior continually be- 
came brighter. 

Letter to a female friend. 

Morgantown, May 1, 1830. 
Dear * * *: 

" God is now speaking in his thunders; and I 
feel awfully solemn, as if drawn into his immedi- 
ate presence. I always see his handy-work in the 
quiet and beautiful scenes of nature; but there is 
something in a thunder-storm that speaks more 
directly to the heart, of the grandeur, the majesty, 
and the might of him, who has permitted us to 
call him Father. Oh! how can we ever suffi- 
ciently praise the condescending morejr of cur 
God? Were all the goodness existing in every 
human heart collected, and presented to him in one 


offering; it would not be of sufficient worth to pur- 
chase one, 'even the least of his mercies. But I thank 
the Most High, that when sinners- call upon him, 
Jie looks on him who was pierced for our iniqui- 
ties, and, for his sake, pities and forgives us. 

If I am now struck with awe while listenincf to 
his thunders, when all around is peace and loveli- 
ness; how shall I feel on that ' great and terrible 
day,' when the earth shall quake; and the sun 
shall become as sackcloth of hair; and the moon 
shall be turned into blood; and the stars of heaven 
shall fall; and every island, and every mountain 
shall be moved out of their places; and the hea- 
vens shall depart as a scroll when it is rolled to- 
gether? Blessed be the Lord that, through the 
death and sufferings of his Son, those who love and 
serve him here, will be ' able to stand' in his pre- 
sence on that awful day. 

I am now shut out from all outward temptations, 
and have only the wickedness of my own heart to 
contend with. This warfare I could not, in my 
own strength, carry on for a moment. But I 
thank God for the confidence I feel, that, through 
our Lord Jesus Christ, I shall obtain the victory. 

Yesterday and to-day, I have felt peculiarly 
thankful for my eye-sight; a blessing so common 
that, like the air we breathe, we seldom think of 


rendering thanks for it. But how many are there 
in the world who have never witnessed those beau- 
tiful scenes which v/e so much enjoy. And what 
is worse, many, who have once seen and enjoyed 
them, can now see them only in remembrance. 
Every day I see new beauties in the works of ci'e- 
ation. Every tree, and plant, and flower, speaks 
so forcibly to my mind of the wisdom and good- 
ness of God, that I am lost in admiration and 

Dear * * *, I often wonder that you, or any one 
else, could ever entertain the least regard for me. 
I am sure if you could see nae, as I see myself, 
you could not bear with me a single hour. But 
God sees my heart, and knows me infinitely bet- 
ter than I know jnyselfj and yet how kind, how 
indulgent is he to me! He not only bestows on 
me every blessing w^hich confers happiness in this 
life; but he even gives me, (I almost fear to utter 
it;) a hope of life eternal — of dwelling in his pre- 
sence for evermore. Oh * * *! the thought of 
meeting with you there gives me inexpressible joy. 
Oh! I fear that I am indula-ins; false hones, .if ifc 
were not for the assurance which God has fflven 
us that the chief of sinners may be saved; if^-it'^ 
were not certain that the blood of Clirist rpade a 
sn^cient atonement for all transgressions, I'could 


not hope for pardon. I have nothing to oftei' to 
God. I sometimes search myself, thinking that 
there may be something in me acceptable to him; 
but this search makes me sick at heart; for I find 
nothing but continued rebellion, ingratitude, and 
deep depravity. And I do thank the Lord, that 
all the fitness he requires of me is, to feel my need 
of Christ. This, I am sure, I do feel, but not as 
deeply as I ought. 

Yours sincerely, 

Louisa A. Wilson." 

JOURNAL, 1830. 

May Ath. 

" How tedious and tasteless the hours, 
When Jesus no longer I see." 

1 think I have tasted that the Lord is gracious; 
for such perfect peace, such entire confidence in 
the Savior as 1 have enjoyed, could have proceed- 
ed from no other source than the fountain of all 
good. But, " Where am I now?" All is dark- 
ness. I do indeed feel a firm confidence that I 
shall again behold the light of my heavenly 
Father's countenance; but the absence of that 
dear friend, the friend of sinners, I cannot bear. 


Father of mercies! I beseech thee to show me 
wherein I have ofFended thee. 

I fear 1 have been too much Ufted up with the 
abundance of joy bestowed upon me. Perhaps I 
have not rejoiced with fear and trembhng. But I 
thank the Lord that I do feel sorrow under the 
hidings of his face. For this convinces me that 
his Spirit has not departed from me. Oh Lord ! 
take not away from me thy Holy Spirit. 

3Iay 5th. — I fear that I am too much concerned 
about the things of this world. Why do I not re- 
sign all into the hands of Him, who has promised 
that ' all things shall work together for good to 
them that love him ?' Oh God! my only Father! 
my best friend! give me submission to thy will. 
May I be satisfied that thou doest all things well; 
and whether thou send sickness or health, sorrow 
or joy, may I feel that thou art my God. For 
then I can say, ' None of these things move me.' 
Let not the ties of human affection bind me to 
earth. Let me love those with sincere affection 
whom nature has taught me to love. Let me love 
all who belong to the family of Christ. Let me 
have true charity for the whole race of mankind; 
but may I reserve for thee, my Lord, my supreme 
affection. Oh! be thou my constant stay and sup- 


port: foi- ' Whom have 1 in heaven but fhee? and 
there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee.' 

Sabbath, May 9th. — The Sabbath is a blessed 
day of rest. ' The music of the thankful heart' 
bursts forth in the house of God; the word of life 
is preached; and the prayers of united hearts as- 
cend to the throne of grace. The birds sing joy- 
ously in the groves; and every tree of the forest, 
and every flower, and every plant, speaks forcibly 
to vny heart, saying, He that formed us is a God 
of might, of wisdom, and of love. Oh! how bless- 
ed is the peaceful reign of my Redeemer here on 
earth! What then are the joys of heaven! 

The thought of God's love and mercy already 
create a heaven within my heart. Oh! I long for 
that blessed place, where I shall forever praise 
him ' according to his excellent greatness.' Oh 
my kind Father! let me ever be thy willing and 
obedient child; that while on earth I may have an 
abiding sense of thy px'esence, and never grieve 
thy Holy Spirit. And, for Christ's sake, prepare 
me to praise thee, evermore. Amen. 

May 12th. — God has wonderfully preserved me 
during my whole life. His Holy Spirit has been 
striving with me from my earliest years. And 
though I grieved him continually, he forsook mc 
not; but showed me more clearly than ever my 


miserable state; and, at length, humbled in the- 

dust, I was induced to say, 

'Here, Lord, I give myself away,. 
'Tk all that I can do.' 

I have reason to believe that the Lord has accepted' 
me as his owii. For a short time I felt absorbed- 
in love to him. I felt his presence around me^ 
pervading all space, and filling my heart with joy 
unspeakable. I wondered that I had ever sinned 
against a God of such infinite goodness; and could^ 
not think that I should ever again prove ungrate- 
ful. But, Oh! I did not know the deep depravity 
of my heart. I now see it more and more, every 
day. I have sinned again most grievously. I 
have sunk into a deep sleep. I have become cold 
and dead with respect to spiritual things. Ohf 
why will my soul, after having tasted of heavenly 
bliss, be content to return to the ' beggarly ele- 
ments of the world?' Oh God! grant me thy 
Holy Spirit, and arouse me from this awful lethar- 
gy! Has not thine eternal Son shed his precious 
blood for as many as are willing to believe on 
him? Lord, I believe: help thou mine unbelief. 

May 23d. — The communion of the creature 

with the Creator is incomprehensible. I feel God 

to be near, all around, and within me: and yet 1 

cannot tell how it is. When 1 pray, I feel that he 



is just with me, teaching me by his Spirit what to 
ask for, and waiting to supply my necessities. 
And this is all of his own free grace; for, of my- 
self, I have never done one thing that was pleasing 
to him. He knows my wicked heart; and yet he 
bestows on me the glorious hope, that I shall be 
washed in the blood of the Redeemer, and made 
perfectly clean. I do know the love of God, that 
it ' passeth knowledge.' 

May 2dd, Sabbath. — The institution of the 
Sabbath is a most precious privilege — a whole day 
devoted exclusively to the Lord. Yet there are 
those to whom this day is a weariness, — to whom 
its precious hours drag heavily on. God has re- 
quired but one day in seven to be set apart for his 
peculiar service. And it is the duty and the privi- 
lege of all the servants of God to be free, not only 
from vain and idle conversation, unnecessary em- 
ployments, and vain amusements, but also from 
all vain, idle, and worldly thoughts. 

Convinced as I am of all these things, 1 beseech 
thee. Oh God! to enable me to spend thy Sabbaths 
aright. Let me ever look forward to them with 
joy; and feel regret that they are so short. And 
grant, P, entreat thee, for Jesus' sake, that I may 
so improve them, and every other gracious privi- 


leg^, tRat I may be fitted to spend an eternal Sab- 
bath with thee on high. 

May 30th, Sabbath. — Another v/eek is past; 
another Sabbath has dawned upon my soul. Have 
I made a week's progress towards heaven? My 
conscience whispers no. I have slighted many 
privileges, and misimproved all. I have been 
chained to earth by affections for creatures. I 
have indulged my propensity to harbor vain and 
idle thoughts. Oh that my whole soul might be 
in a continual flame of love to the Most High God! 
for he alone is worthy of the supreme affection of 
immortal beings. I know it is my privilege to 
enjoy intimate communion with God; to pray ia 
faith; to live by faith, with a constant desire to 
please him alone. But my sins have separated 
me from the light of his countenance; and cause 
me to grope in darkness at noon-day. But if it 
should be his righteous pleasure to keep me in this 
state all the days of my life; yet, in his strength, 
1 will strive to serve him still. 

Sabbath, June Gfh. — Oh, why should I ever 
regard the opinion of the world? When ] search 
and know my own heart, I feel that I do desire to 
love the Lord with my whole soul. And he has 
said, ' Love not the world, nor the things of the 
world. If any man love the world, the love of the 

34 MEMOras OF 

Father is not in him.' If, then, I must give up 
cither the love of the Father, or the love of the 
world; how can 1 -hesitate? 

I hate the world, because it separates betweea 
me and my best Friend. I hate it, because it has 
so much ensnai'cd my affections; and because it 
still exerts an influence upon me whicli I endeavor, 
in vain, to resist. 

God be merciful to me a simier; and raise me 
^bove the tjiings of time. Give me that faith 
■which looks forward to, and feasts upon, the things 
'which are not seen. Let me feci continually that 
1 must give my account to God and not to man; 
uand let me -not be elevated by the praises, or de- 
pressed by the censures of the world. 

I fear I commit sin, while luider the hidings of 
tny heavenly Father's face, in that I am so dis- 
contented in that condition. God keeps me; and 
I have his promise, which is sure, that he will 
keep me to the end. If then he sees fit to keep me 
in darkness, 1 must only say, ' tliy will be done; 
onlv let me not sin against thee.' But I should 
be particularly careful, at such times, not to peek 
comfort from the things of time. When Moses 
went upon Mount Sinai, to receive the law from 
God; the children of Israel, impatient of his long 
absence, began to say, ' Make us gods, Uiat wer 


may bow down and worship; for, as for this Mo- 
ses, we wot not what has become of him.' And 
Aaron made them a golden calf; and they wor- 
shipped it: and God sent a curse upon them. So, 
if God, in order to try us, or to punish us for our 
sins, withdraws a sense of his presence from us; 
we should wait patiently, in the appointed means 
of grace, for his return; and beware lest we should 
seek another god in his absence. ' Little children, 
keep yourselves from idols.' 

Saturday evening, June \9tli. — ' In that day 
shall there be upon the bells of the horses, 
in the Lord's house shall be like the bowls before 
the altar.' Zech. 14:20. Holiness must character- 
ize the smallest things. Our most insignificant 
actions must be performed with a reference to the 
glory of God. Properly speaking, no action of a 
Christian can be called insignificant. The least 
important have a bearing upon the whole charac- 
ter. Indeed, small things have frequently the 
most dangerous influence, because they are most 
likely to escape our attention. 

' And the pots in the LoiiD's house, shall be 

like the bowls before the altar.' The station of 

the Christian, however humble, cannot keep him 

from liis God. Though his hands may be occu- 



pied with the most menial offices, his heart may 
be pouring out an offering at the altar of the Most 
High. Though, in the estimation of the world, he 
may be mean and contemptible, as a ' pot in the 
Lord's house;' yet the Lord will make him as the 
richest vessels employed in his service. 

June 22. — Surely never was a creature so blest 
:as \f who, at the same time, was so unthankful. 
I have every temporal good, the most pleasant 
home, the kindest friends. These, indeed, are not 
sufficient to confer substantial and lasting happi- 
ness; but the Lord, in mercy, bestows on me that 
peace which cometh down from above. I can say 
with Mary, ' My soul doth magnify the Lord . . . 
for he that is mighty hath done great things for 
me.' My spirit rejoices when I look forward to 
the period, when I shall drop this ' vile body,' and 
be clothed with holiness and immortality — when 1 
shall be freed from the doubts and fears, which so 
often trouble me here; and, more than all, when I 
shall learn to praise the Lord, ' according to his 
excellent greatness.' 

Sabbath, July Ath. — It is an invaluable privi- 
lege to have the word of God in our hands, and to 
be favored with the holy Sabbath, on which to 
study its sacred pages without interruption .... I 
have, this morning, been peculiarly struck with the 


38th chapter of Job. The deistical speculators 
on loorld-making^ should all read it; and be con- 
vinced of the utter nothingness of the creature, 
when brought into comparison with the Creator; 
and the impossibility of comprehending that which 
can be known only to the infinite mind. 

In this chapter the Most High condescends to 
speak to a man — to a man who was called ' per- 
fect and upright.' ' Gird up now thy loins like a 
man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou 
me. Where wast thou when I laid the founda- 
tions of the earth? declare if thou hast understand- 
ing. Whereupon are the foundations thereof fas- 
tened? or who laid the corner-stone thereof, when 
the morning stars sang together, and all the sons 
of God shouted for joy? Or who shut up the sea 
with doors, when it brake forth, as if it issued out 
of the womb; when I made the cloud the garment 
thereof, and thick darkness a swaddling-band for 
it; and brake up for it my decreed place, and set 
bars and doors, and said. Hitherto shalt thou come 
and no further: and here shall thy proud waves 
be stayed? Hast thou commanded the morning 
since thy days, and caused the day-spring to know 
his place? .... Canst thou bind the sweet influ- 
ences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion? . . 
Knowest thou the ordinances of heaven? canst 


thou set the dominion thereof in the earth? Canst 
thou Uft up thy voice to the clouds, that abundance 
of waters may cover thee? .... Who hath put 
wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given 
understanding to the heart?' 

I feel that I am nothing; and the omnipotence 
of Jehovah fills me with awe. He sits in the 
heavens, and spreads forth the clouds as his cha- 
riot. He commands, and the ocean, in all its 
waves, obeys his voice. He takes in the whole 
universe at a single glance, and marks out the sta- 
tion for every sun and every planet. 

He sees into every heart, and knows every 
imagination of the thoughts of all his creatures. 
OhI how shall I stand before God; for my 
thoughts are evil, and he knows them all? ' I do 
exceedingly fear and quake.' But Oh! this God 
of almighty power and infinite holiness, is also a 
God of infinite mercy. In Christ, he is the 
FRIEND OF SINNERS. He is not exclusively occu- 
pied with great affairs. His providential care ex- 
tends to the meanest of his creatures. ' Who pro- 
videth for the raven his food; when his young 
ones cry unto God, they wander for lack of meat. 

O God! I beseech thee, to make me, at all 
times, feel that I am nothing, even though I were 
' perfect and upright.' Teach me to know thee; 


and then I shall know myself. Enable me to- 
subdiie the pride of worldly wisdom; and to know 
nothing but Jesus Christ, and him crucified. 

The subject of these memoirs had, for a con- 
siderable time, desired to unite with the church.. 
But the Presbyterian congregation in Morgantown, 
being at this time vacant, she had no convenient 
opportunity, until the first of August, 1830; when 
the Lord's Supper was administered there, by the 
pastor of one of the neighboring churches; and 
she then made a public profession of religion. 
Two weeks previously to taking this important 
step, she, in a solemn written covenant, devoted 
herself unreservedly to the Lord, as will be seen 
in the following paper: 

JOURNAL, 1830. 

July 18tk. — I am conscious that 1 offend God 
continually; but I thank Him from whom cometli 
every good and perfect gift, that 1 do desire to be 
conformed to his will. In. two weeks, I expect 
publicly to devote myself to the service of the 
Lord: and I now, in private, wish to give myself 
up entirely to him. 



Oh thou God of unbounded mercy! who, for 
the sake of thy Son, dost condescend to Usten to 
such weak and sinful creatures as I; in mercy 
draw near to me now, and solemnize my heart, 
and preserve me from its deceptions, while I at- 
tempt to enter into covenant with thee, the Most 
High God. I do dcoira this day, O God, with all 
the sincerity of which I am capabloj to ' surrender 
myself entirely unto thee. I desire to renounce all 
former lords that have had dominion over me. I 
desire to consecrate to thee all that I am and have; 
the faculties of my mind, the members of my 
tody, my worldly possessions, my time., my influ- 
ence over others; to be all used most entirely for 
Ihy glory, and resolutely employed in obedience 
to thy commands, as long as thou continuest me 
in life;' with an humble resolution to continue thine 
through the endless ages of eternity; ever holding 
myself ready to obey the first intimations of thy 
will, with zeal and joy. 

And now, O Lord God! unless thou dost give 
me strength, I can do nothing. O forbid that 1 
should ever, as 1 have heretofore done, break my 
covenant with thee. Take from me the least de- 


pendance on self; and give me faith in the merits 
of thy Son. O may 1 ever cling to him as my 
only hope for acceptance with thee. O Lord! en- 
able me continually to remember that I am not 
my own, but the servant of the Most High God, 
to whom I must give an account for every thought j 
word, and action. 

Help me, O Lord! for Jesus' sake. Amen. 

The following letter to one of her intimate- 
friends, it will be seen, was penned partly before, 
and partly after she had united with the church. 

Letter to a female friend. 
Morgantown, Friday evening, July 3Qth, 1830. 
" I sincerely thank you for your letter: I hope 

you will favor me with many such But I 

must write about that which is nearest my heart : 
I find it vain to attempt to think of any thing else. 
I am now about to perform the most solemn act of 
my whole life: an act which will be a source of 
joy or misery to me, not only in time but through- 
out eternity. I tremble at the thought: and were 
it not that the promises of our Father in heaven 
are sure, I would not dare publicly profess to love 


and serve him. For I fear that I shall often, O 
yes, too often, bring reproach upon his holy cause. 
And what am I that 1 should approach the feast, 
"which the Lord has spread for his saints? I, who 
am the vilest, the most unworthy, the most un- 
grateful of all his creatures; how shall I dare par- 
take of the symbols of the Redeemer's sufferings? 
Pray for me, dear * *. I hope you do pray that 
I may not cat and drink condemnation to my never- 
dying soul. What shall I do? I fear to go for- 
ward, and yet I cannot stay away. I do most 
■earnestly desire to be united to the people of God. 
I do desire to obey all God's commandments. And 
though I am weakness itself, I know there is one 
who is mighty: and I have a little faith, a waver- 
ing belief that his .promises will be fulfilled in my 

Monday morning, August 2(f. 
" I do not feel altogether happy this morning; 
I have made such solemn promises to God. 1 
cannot, as 1 should, forget myself, and trust alone 
in Him, who has promised that his grace shall be 
sufficient for all who rely upon him. I fear I shall 
prove an unfaithful, unbelieving member of the 
church of Christ. It is an awful undertaking to 
dedicate one's self to the Lord, in the ordinance of 


baptism. But I then felt strong. I felt a confi- 
dence that I should be supported in the path of duty. 
But I have not now that comfortable feeling. 

Mr. F.'s sermon, on Saturday night, was par- 
ticularly affectionate and persuasive. It was from 
Jer. 3:4. ' Wilt thou not, from this time, cry unto 
me. My Father, thou art the guide of my youth.'* 

Your sincere, but very unworthy friend, 

Louisa A. Wilson." 

Extract of a letter to another female friend. 

Morgantoiun, Aug. 2d, 1830. 

*' I am scarcely able to describe my feelings 
this morning; but there is in my mind a confused 
thought, that there is a great work for me to do; 
and yet, I scarcely know what it is. But I think 
it is, or ought to be, to ' cease to do evil, and learn 
to do well.' I do not know that I ever before felt 
so much the necessity of doing this. ... I have 
promised to renoun«e the world ! What is it? 
the gay, the giddy, the fashionable, the fascinating 
world' Yes; with the sincerest joy I can say to 

* It was on that evening that she was publicly baptized. 

— [CoMP.] 


it, Farewell; for the remembrance of my career 
in it brings with it bitterness of soul. 

Yours sincerely, 


Though the period, when the subject of these 
memoirs made a public profession of her faith, 
was one of uncommon coldness in the church, yet 
her subsequent life may well be characterized as 
one of peculiar light and comfort, and great acti- 
vity in the Savior's cause. Her earnest attention 
to the means of grace, and her great enjoy- 
ment in public ordinances and in private devo- 
tion, attested the sincerity of her faith, not less 
than the readiness with which she engaged in 
every proper attfcmpt to advance the Redeemer's 
kingdom. The sick bed and the house of mourn- 
ing, often bore witness to her soothing and sym- 
pathizing presence: and the Sabbath school, and 
the different benevolent enterprises of the age, 
shared largely in her efforts to do good. Her let- 
ters and private papers, during this period, as will 
be seen, evidence great singleness of desire to ho- 
nor the Redeemer; and also, that her communion 
with the Father and with his Son Jesus Christ was 
very near, and constant, and refreshing: while 


there is equal evidence of great humility, and re- 
signation to the divine will; distrust of herself, and 
confidence only in the imputed righteousness of 
her Lord and Savior. 

JOURNAL, 1830. 

Sabbath morning, August 15th. — I can never 
sufficiently praise the Lord for the privileges of the 
Sabbath. It is a blessed day of rest from earthly 
cares and toils. 

* Oft, wlien the world with iron bands. 
Hath bound me in its six days' chain; 

This bursts them, like the strong man's hands. 
And sets my spirit free again.' 

Oh that the flames of love and gratitude may 
continually ascend from the altar of my heart, to 
my kind Father, for all his mercies! I wish to 
live for him alone; to bow with resignation to his 
will; to trust him, love him, serve him, with all 
my powers. Oh^ praise the Lord! praise him all 
ye saints of God! praise him all his works! Bless 
the Lord Oh my soul! 


Extract of a letter to a female friend. 

Morgantown, August 20th, 1830. 
Beloved * * *: 

" I know not where you are; but I am sure, if 
yoM have sight and feeling, you are admiring this 
lovely morning. All nature seems rejoicing; and 
my heart joins in the general gladness. 

Oh, that I could always feel as humble, as de- 
pendant, as contented and thankful, as I do at this 
moment ! But my wicked heart will grieve Him 
whom I desire to love supremely, and serve with 
all the energy of my nature. God is love. 
Oh, how pleasant to feel his love in the heart! — to 
find the heart (naturally selfish and contracted! 
expanding under the influence of grace, and em- 
bracing in its affections, all mankind — all creatfcn, 
because all is the workmanship of our God and 
Father. Tell * * I dearly love her, but cannot 
write now. Farewell, dearest * * *, and may 
perfect peace, through the Lord and Savior, be 

Ever your friend, 



To a female friend. 

Morgantoivn, Oct. 22 tZ, 1830. 

" In my late visit to Wheeling, I found many 
things to delight, and many to depress me. I was 
pleased to see my dear aunt, and kind cousin E.; 
and to meet with many other friends, whose ac- 
quaintance, in former visits, I was too giddy to culti- 
vate. I also heard some excellent sermons: and I 
continually rejoiced that I was not pursuing the 
course that I had on all former visits to that place. 
But every thing I saw reminded me of some 
scene of past folly; and I felt humbled by the re- 
membrance. My heart ached to see bpings, pos- 
sessing immortal souls, so entirely given up to 
vanity-: — grasping at shadows, and running on 
swiftly and gaily to their own destruction. 

The weathex was most pleasant for travelling. 
I never enjoyed the fall of the year so much. 
There was such a warning voice in every falling 
leaf. The woods looked so brilliant; yet melan- 
choly, because decay was the cause of this bril- 
liancy: and they seemed as if they were clad in 
gorgeous mourning apparel. 

Yours sincerely, 




JOURNAL 1830. 

Sabbath, October dlst. — The Lord is my God^ 
my Father, my friend. He is my strength and 
salvation. Jesus is my Savior, my elder brother. 
The Holy Spirit is my comforter, and my guide. 
Therefore I will not fear, though the earth be re- 
moved; though the mountains be carried into the 
midst of the sea. I am secure, for my trust is 
fixed upon the Rock of ages. Oh, how delightful 
is the service of the Redeemer! His yoke is, in- 
deed, easy, and his burden light. 

This is truly a Sabbath to my soul. Oh, how 
sweet, after the clouds and storms of the past week,, 
to enjoy this calm repose, this perfect peace! 
Glory be to God for his goodness] 

Nov. 2nd. — This day, I am twenty-one years 
of age. In looking over my past life, I cannot 
but mourn to think that I have lived to so little 
purpose. N. had preached three years,' before he 
was twenty-one; and what have I ever done? Ab- 
solutely nothing. Lord, I am the most unprofita- 
ble of all thy servants. Help me, henceforth, bet- 
ter to fulfil the great end of my being. 

But I do rejoice, this day, that I was ever cre- 
ated: and it is the first of my birth-days 1 have 
ever spent happily, since I was capable of reflec- 


tion. I have, heretofore, felt most acutely on 
every recurrence of this period, that I was not 
living to the glory of God, or for my own welfare. 
1 felt that I was ripening for a miserable eternity. 
But this day I am happy; for I feel that, sinful as 
I have been, and still am, I have obtained an in- 
terest in the blood of Jesus. I feel that God is 
my Father; that he will ever support me, and 
enable me to glorify him here; and for the sake 
of Jesus, will receive me to praise him .evermore 
among the blessed on high. I do thank the God 
of love for this hope, this blessed confidence; for 
it does in some measure raise me above the things 
of this world, and feasts my soul with the joys of 
heaven.* It has been said that our natal day 
shadows forth the scenes of the ensuing year of 
our lives. This is all superstition: but yet I al- 
ways think of it. My last birth-day was alter- 
nate clouds and sunshine; so has the past year of 
my life been made up of alternate grief and joy. 
This day has been most calm and beautiful. The 
mild sun of autumn has shone with unclouded lus- 
tre, almost entirely dispersing the smoke of Indian 

* And such, it is believed, is the practical influence of 
the doctrine of the Saints' perseverance, upon all real 
Christians who receive it on the testimony of God — [Com- 



summer; and, in spite of the brown and leafless 
appearance of the forests, producing the cheerful 
aspect of spring. The birds are singing; fall 
flowers blooming; and even some flowers that had 
withered, under the rays of the mid-summer sun, 
are beginning again to appear on the earth. To me, 
all nature appears to be rejoicing; for this is the first 
2nd of November that has ever found me endeavor- 
ing to walk in the paths of righteousness, with God 
for my Father, Jesus for my Savior, and the Holy 
Spirit for my director. And though many storms 
may assail me during the coming year, may my 
heart, under the mild beams of the Sun of righte- 
ousness, and refreshed by the gentle dews of hcfiv- 
enly grace, produce abundant fruits of holiness, ac^ 
ceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 

Extract of a letter to a female friend. 

Morganiown, Dec. 1st, 1830. 

Beloved * * * : 

" Believe me, I had not a single hard thought 
of you. For though 1 was extremely anxious to 
hear from you, I felt assured that your delay did 
pot proceed from neglect, but from not being fully 
aware of the pleasure you .would give me by wri^ 


ting. Eugenius and his family are now gone*.* 
but [ am enabled to feel more comfortable than 
I could have expected in these circumstances. 
When we pray that the Lord would " choose our 
changes for us," we should, certainly, receive all 
as coming from his hand. He does all things 
well; and we should not repine. 

What a delightful fall we have had ! I never 
enjoyed that season half so much. Even winter 
does not appear so dreary to me as formerly. I 
enjoy much peace — peace which the world cannot 
take away — a peace which nothing disturbs but 
sin. Oh, were it not for sin, how happy should 
we be, even in this world! Surely it is worth 
while to war with our evil natures, and with the 
powers of darkness here; that we may be received, 
through Christ, to those blessed mansions where 
sin is no more. 

Dear * * * , have you ever felt a sense of par- 
doning mercy? Can you feel that the most High 
is your reconciled father through Christ? Jesus 
must be the only foundation of our hopes, or they 
are altogether vain., 

Mrs. C. was here, several days before M. left 

* He had removed to Wheeling, — [Compiler.] 

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us. How sweet it is to be with her. I could 
truly say to her, 

' Our souls by love together knit, 
Cemented, mixed in one : 
One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice; 
'Tis heav'n on earth begun.' 
Farewell, dear * * *. 

Your sincere friend, 


Letter to another female friend. 

Morgantown, Feb. 15, 1831. 

** My heart responds to yours, dear * * , ' I am 
so happy.' Oh! why should we not always be 
happy, seeing we have a God of such unbounded 
mercy for our father? I do feel, this night, that 
he is my dear father; and that he will never 
leave me, nor forsake me. I feel as if I could 
never again murmur at his dispensations. Oh, 
the ingratitude of which I have been guilty; the 
pride and self-will I have indulged ! But his hand 
was stretched out still: and now, after wading 
through deep waters, for many weeks, I feel that 
love, peace, and joy, which he alone can bestow. 

I will yet hope that your dear mother may be 
spared to you many, many years. Yes; dear * *, 


I could wish that you may ever be preserved from 
experieaciiig the bitterness of the orphan's lot. 
Biu why do I speak so? Surely God has supplied 
the place of father and mother to me. But still, 
there is a yearning after these earliest, dearest 
objects of the heart's affections, that can never be 
subdued while life continues. We certainly are 
in the hands of One, who knows, perfectly well, 
what is best for us: and I have i-eason to believe, 
that if my parents had been spared to me, my af- 
fections would have been too much chained to 
earth. Thanks to God, I can look forward to a 
joyful meeting with them, where all is love^ 

You ask about the eclipse. I did not ' enjoy' it 
so much, because the day was rather cloudy. But 
I ' enjoyed' the thought, that the eyes of all my 
friends were, perhaps, at that very moment, fixed 
upon the same object. How soon could I then 
have paid off my epistolary debts, had it been 

' To make its disk my ample page, 
And write my thoughts and v\rishes there.' 




Extract of a letter to a female friend. 

Morgantown, May IQth, 1831. 
Dear * * *: 

" Eugenius is yet very ill. He is extremely 
Aveak — not able to speak above a whisper. M. is 
here; but the children Imve not yet arrived. We 
expect them this evening. Cousins E. and H. W. 
are here. Dr. H., of Rockbridge, also, has been 
with us more than a week. The presence of these 
friends, and, more than all, the never-failing good- 
ness of God, cause me to feel peace of mind, con- 
tent and happiness, in circumstances calculated 
very much to depress the spirits. The Lord ena- 
ble me to be grateful ! 

Have you ever read Baxter's ' Saints' Rest' 1 I 
have been delighted with it. In perusing it, my 
poor earthly mind would sometimes forget its 
earthliness, and enjoy such foretastes of the ' Rest' 
above, as to make me willing joyfully to bear all 
the troubles of this life, seeing that that eternity, 
which succeeds it, is so blessed. I am glad that I 
was ' born to die.' But I feel willing to wait ' all 
the days of my appointed time,' knowing that the 
Lord, even my God, will take care of me, and not 
suffer me to want any good thing. 

May the Lord be with you evermore. 

Louisa A. Wilson." 


The following was penned, a little more than a 
week after the death of the much lamented brother 
above referred to.* 

Extract of a letter to the same. 

Morgantown, June 2nd, 1831. 

" If it were not for the consolations of religion, 

I sometimes think I could not live a single day. 

I desire with joy to submit to every dispensation of 

Providence; and fear that I too often indulge a 

* Eugenius M. Wilson, son of Thomas Wilson, Esq., 
was bred to the profession of the Law; and possessing a 
vigorous mind, and persevering industry, he soon attained 
to a high degree of respectability in that profession. He 
united with the Presbyterian Church, in Morgantown, 
when he was scarcely twenty years of age; and through- 
out his life maintained the character of an exemplary, ac 
tive, decided Christian, exerting all his influence (and it 
was great) in behalf of the cause of religion. While he 
was yet a youth, he was elected to the eldership, in the 
church to which he belonged, and ever fulfilled its duties 
with fidelity, and distinguished usefulness. He had re- 
moved to Wheeling; and had returned to Morgantown, on 
a visit for the transaction of some business, when he was 
attacked with a disease of which he never recovered. 
When informed by the attending physician that he had 
but a few days to live, he exclaimed, " Then, thank God, 
I am nearer heaven than I had expected." His removal 


murmuring disposition, without being conscious of 
it. 1 know that trials are necessary for me; but 
my stubborn heart will not receive them with 
thankfulness. At the time of my beloved brother's 
death, I seemed to have a torrent of strength 
poured down upon me. Nature seemed struggling 
for the mastery in my bosom, but something kept 
it down. At the moment of his death, and for a 
short time after, I felt perfectly calm. But when 
I left the room, the thought that he was now to 
put off the garments of the living, and to be dressed 
for the grave, almost overcame me. In prayer I 
found relief. I could now see him clothed in 
light, freed from all sin, and beyond the reach of 
sorrow, joining in the songs of angels and glori- 
fied saints. I felt that it was extreme selfishness 
in me to mourn his departure; and that I ought 
rather to rejoice. And I then thought I was will- 
ing to see every one of my friends, even the near- 
est and dearest, go as he had gone. But it is not 
often that I have felt so since. Oh, for more 
grace! Yours in love, 


in tlie prime of life, and in the midst of his usefulness, is 
one of thosf ' scrutable dispensations which characterize 
Hi"^ 'one is surrounded by " clouds and dark- 


To another female friend. 

Morganlown, June Stk, 1831. 

" This morning is so beautiful, dear * *, that 1 
can scarce keep my eyes fixed upon my paper 
while I write to you. I know you are now up, 
and perhaps admiring its calm beauties. I am 
quite well now, continually wondering at the good- 
ness of God, who blesses me with health, when so 
many others, more useful and more anxious to live 
than I, are laid low with disease, and carried to 
the tomb. I am so wonderfully spared, that I de- 
sire to know what it is for, that I may perform the 
service which the Lord has appointed for me; and 
as in his service alone I find pleasure, I desire to 
give myself up wholly to him. I do thank him 
that he is such a kind Father to the fatherless. 
His goodness is so great to me, that, if it were 
possible, I should forget my orphan state. 

Dear * *, I often fear I sin in indula-inof so 
great a desire to ' depart and to be with Christ.' 
But it is no wonder; for as N. remarked, in a let- 
ter I received from him yesterday, half of our 
fajnily are now in glory. And I long to join them 
there. The journey, through this life, would be 
inconceivably more pleasant, if I were, sure that 
all who are dear to me would at last find salvation. 


But, oh the separation, the awful separation, which 
takes place between the friends of the Lord Jesus, 
and those who refuse to serve him! I often feel 
anguish of spirit in thinking of it. But when 
1 reflect that it is not necessary that any should 
be lost, 1 feel encouraged to pray for all, even 
the most hopeless; and sometimes feel a confidence 
that prayer for them will not be unavailing. 

Yours in love, 
Louisa A. Wilson." 

JOURNAL, 1831. 

Saturday, June 11th, — In reviewing my life for 
a year past, I find so much for which to praise the 
Lord, that I feel oppressed with a sense of my in- 
gratitude. Mercies unnumbered have crc^vv'ned 
this year, the most blessed of my life. In it, the 
Lord has changed my heart; and given me to feel 
that Jesus is my friend: and, as often as I have 
wandered from him, he has drawn me back by 
mercies or chastisements. During the last fall 
my way was so clear, the current of my life so 
smooth, and my path so strewed with flowers, that 
I almost feared that 1 was not one of those who 
should ' come out of great tribulation.' 


In examining my views and feelings, I find that 
I am very much changed. I can scarcely recog- 
nize my former self. Added to a disposition 
naturally cheerful, I possessed an intense desire for 
happiness; and perhaps enjoyed as much as was 
ever felt by an unregenerate heart. But, in the 
midst of all, I found there was something wanting, 
without which I could not rest. The Lord gave 
me to see that this was religion. T sought religion — 
I tasted of his love; and found that all I had hither- 
to enjoyed was nothing; — mere negative happiness. 
I desired to love the Lord with my whole soul. I 
cared not what should befall me; I only asked ho- 
liness of heart. Oh, my God! thou knov/est I 
was sincere: and if I have since murmured against 
thee, on account of the means thou hast employed 
to subdue me, forgive 1 beseech thee — pity my 
feeble frame! I do not ask thee to lessen my suf- 
ferings; I only ask suffering grace. * * * 

[After alhiding to trials, which she felt very 
severely, she proceeds as follows:'] 

I know all this is intended for my good; and I 
desire to praise the Lord for it. Sometimes I do. 
But corrupt nature too oflen rises in rebellion 
against the Disposer of all events. In some re- 
spects, my sorrows appear to be sanctified tQ me. 


Feeling that earthly help can be of no avail, I 
lean with more entire and simple dependance on 
God. I also feel more for those who are afflicted. 
I am more desirous that all should enjoy the com- 
forts of religion, since there is an ' evil day' for 
every one, and that it is necessary to have some 
other support than philosophy. But, in many re- 
spects, my afflictions are not sanctified to me. * * 

Oh, Jesus! my Savior, my Friend ! Thou who 
hast loved me, ' with an everlasting love' ! take me 
for thine own. Mould nay heart aright. Let me 
have no will of my own. Grant me an entire sink- 
ing away into the will of God; a total abandonment 
of all things to thy disposal. Whatever thou may- 
est see fit to lay upon me, (and I think I see many 
deep sorrows approaching,) grant me grace to 
bear it all with joy. Oh! glorify thyself in me, 
in any way thou seest fit; for Jesus' sake. Amen, 

June 12th. — Much grace is requisite, in order to 
pass through this world with patience. 'Man is 
born to trouble.' But, thanks be to the Lord, he 
has said, ' My grace is sufficient for thee.' Oh! 
were it not for strength afforded from on high, 
how could this frail body bear up under the weight 
of mental suffering? It is wonderful that nature 


13 not exhausted, and all the sources of life dried 
up, and the material part become a victim to the 
keen sensations of the immaterial. Is it right, in 
the sight of God, to indulge feelings which wear 
away the constitution? And is it sinful to indulge 
a wish to depart, if there is nothing important to 
require our stay here? Elijah, when in deep af- 
fliction, said, ' It is enough, now, O Lord, take 
away my life:' yet he did not refuse the food 
which God miraculously sent to sustain his life. 
I apprehend that to refuse the means of supporting 
life; or to pursue any course which tends to de- 
stroy it, is a species of slow suicide which God 
will punish. I fear that the strong desire for death 
is often excited in the mind by satan; and proceeds 
from weariness of the cares of life; an unwillingness 
to bear what is sent upon us; or a want of courage to 
fight the fight of faith. These, certainly, are not 
proper motives. Holy Job, though the most af- 
flicted of men, said, ' All the days of my appoint- 
ed time will I wait, till my change come.' The 
Lord Jesus did not pray that his disciples should 
be taken out of the world. ' I pray not that thou 
shouldest take them out of the world, but that 
thou shouldest keep them from the evil.^ 

62 MEnroins of 

Extract of a letter to a female friend. 

Morgantoion, June 15th, 1831 
Deak * *: 

" In walking with C, this evening, and looking 
at the delightful scenery which surrounded us, I 
thought it was well, it was kindness in our heaven- 
ly Father to send us sorrows, to break the ties 
which bind us here. For the earth, when clothed 
with the beauties of this season, and viewed at this 
mild hour, appears so calm, so peaceful, so much 
like heaven, that our hearts are almost ready to 
say, ' We desire no other rest.' And were we 
perfectly free from sin, earth would indeed be a 
heaven. Were we entirely ' pure in heart,' we 
should ' see God' in every tiling. But •v^'iiile the 
defdement of sin continues, it casts a gloom over 
all that the eye rests upon. In seeking happiness, 
then, we must seek salvation from the power and 
dominion of sin. If we look to ourselves, we are 
ready to conclude there is no help. But if we look 
away to Jesus, and simply rely upon him by faith, 
all things are possible. 

Good night, dear friend. 



JOURNAL 1831. 

Sabbath, June 26th. 

" In hope, believing against hope, 
Jesus, iny LordI my God I claim." 
Jesus, my Savior! come and lift me up. I am 
cast down. I know not what to ask for; I am 
blind and wretched. Oh, my God! if I have in- 
deed found favor in thy sight through the precious 
Redeemer, send, I beseech thee, the Holy Spirit to 
enlighten and direct me. Show me the deep de- 
pravity of my heart; show me also the fulness 
that dwells in Jesus. Fill me with that abundant 
love to thee which will make every burden light, 
and every cross a pleasure. Take from me this 
deadness of soul. Quicken me by thy Spirit, and 
raise my thoughts to Jesus — to the joys of heaven; 
and enable me to forget the things that now are, 
in anticipation of that which shall be hereafter. 

June 27. — I am surprised that, sincere as are my 
desires to serve God, it is yet so painful to me to bear 
the cross. Sometimes it costs me an agony, almost 
like separating soul and body, to reprove sin: but 1 
seem bound to do it. I find no rest for my spix'it 
while 1 neglect it. 

It has been remarked, that these five things 
should occupy the mind, on first awaking in the 


morning: viz., " 1. Thanks for the mercies of the 
night. 2. Pray for a blessing on the new day. 
3. Examine the state of your heart. 4. Meditate 
on some spiritual subject. 5. Lay a plan for the 
employment of the day." I desire continually to 
practise these rules. Lord Jesus, help me! 

June SOth. — Why is it that I feel such dcad- 
ness, and at the same time such depression of the 
spirits? I fear that I have sought and obtained 
comfort out of God. And must I give up all the 
joys of friendship? Is my heart, indeed, so stub- 
born, that it must be robbed of every earthly prop, 
before it will cling singly to God? How dreary is 
my path! " My earthly comforts from me torn." 
* This I could bear; but at the same time, " an ab- 
sent God 1 mourn." Oh, for faith — for resigna- 
tion! Oh, for that sanctification of heart, which 
makes the will of God dearer than my own. 
Oh, my God! take away my earthly enjoy- 
ments if they separate between thee and me; 
yea, take all from me, even if my heart should 

Sahbath, July Bd. — " Oh Lord! our Lord; how 
excellent is thy name in all the earth." I will be 
glad, and rejoice in thee; I will sing praise to thy 
name, O thou most High ! I have found peace 
from my blessed Master. Now 1 taste again of 


the joys of my first love. This Sabbath morn is 
to me a foretaste of heaven. I praise the God of 
my salvation that his will shall be done. Why 
should I ever seek the gratification of my own 
will, when I know it is wrong? I know, from 
blessed experience, that he makes all things to 
work together for my good. 

July Qth. — Praises be to the soui'ce of all our 
blessings! The Lord has raised us up friends 
amoncr those who were utter strangers to us. 
Yes! that blessed Sabbath School Society* in 
Philadelphia, actuated by a measure of that love 
which brought the Son of God down to this earth, 
have pitied the desolations of our Zion here. 
They have heard the weeping of these davgliters 
of Jerusalem, for the privileges of the sanctuary, 
and have sent one to break to them the bread of 
life. We can never make them any return, but 
by unceasing prayer in their behalf: and the bless- 
ings bestowed in answer to prayer, are all that 
hearts such as theirs will d-esire. May they deep- 
ly feel the blessedness of giving — giving, not 

* The Sabbath School of the 7Lh Presbyterian Church 
ill Philadelphia, of which the Rev. Mr. Englcs was then 
Pastor, had generously undertaken tosuBtain a mission- 
ary at Morgantown, under the Assembly's Board of Mis- 


merely food for the intellect, but life to the soul. 
Oh, could they but know the deep emotions of 
gratitude they have kindled in our hearts, they 
would be already rewarded. May many souls be 
converted through the instrumentality they have 
employed! And may every member of that Sab- 
bath School receive a bright crown of glory, and 
be welcomed with the voice of the Savior, " 1 was 
hungry and ye gave me meat," and " Inasm^ich 
as ye have done it unto one of the least of these 
my brethren ye have done it unto me." " Come 
ye blessed of my Father." Praises be to our com- 
mon Lord, we are branches of the same vine; and 
if we should never meet here, 1 trust, through his 
grace, we shall mingle our hallelujahs before the 
throne of God and the Lamb for ever. 

Sabhath, July 10th. — Another week, crowned 
with unceasing mercy and love, has my God per- 
mitted me to pass through. What hast thou done 
for the Lord, Oh my soul? I have failed to warn 
sinners around me of their danger. I have been 
disposed to be satisfied with earthly delights. Oh, 
how much easier to be an entire Christian than a 
half-way believer' I am of the latter class;* and 
sometimes nature is almost overcome by the strug- 

* " Less than the loast of all eaiats.^' Epb. 3 sS. 


gle of the opposing principles of light and dark- 
ness in my heai't. I sometimes ask myself; Could 
my pleasant home and kind friends satisfy me 
without my Jesus? My heart answers, No. 
Could riches, honor, flattery? No! no! I feel 
discontented with every thing without him. I 
have found my soul's experience in those words: 

" Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm mc, 

While thy love is left to me. 
Oh, 'tis not in joy to charm mc, 

Were that joy unmixed with thcc." 

Sabbath evening. — I feel thankful that 1 am 
permitted to teach a class in a Sabbath School. 
It is my delight — the happiest portion of my ex- 
istence. Oh, what responsibility rests upon mc! 
Twelve little immortals, with unformed principles, 
and unifistructcd minds, looking up to me to teach 
them the knowledge of salvation. Lord, deliver 
me from blood-guiltiness. If I have failed to de- 
clare thy whole counsel to them, Lord convince 
me of it. Oh give me wisdom, simplicity, meek- 
ness, patience; and enable me to lead these sweet 
lambs into the fold of the Redeemer. Blessed 
Savior! let not one of them be lost. Before any 
other impression is produced, stamp thine own 
image on their hearts, and let it never be effaced. 

Nearly one year has elapsed, since I covenant- 


cd with my God to be entirely his. None but 
God can know the extent of my wanderings from 
him, since that period. How often have I broken 
my covenant, especially in permitting other Lords 
to have dominion over me. I thank thee — I will 
ever praise thee, my God, for all thou hast done 
to me. I feel nearer — much nearer to God, than 
I did this time last year. I love him more, and 
have clearer views of my own sinfulness, and of 
his glory. I am more weaned from the world, 
than I could have thought possible. All this my 
adorable Friend has done for me. And now, my 
Lord, I consecrate myself to thee anew, thou 
source of all my joys! In thy strength, I engage 
to be more devoted to thy service; and to give up 
all seeking after happiness out of thee. Heaven-- 
]y Father! keep me by thy grace, whilst thou con- 
tinuest me in existence; and let every moment be 
spent in thy service. 1 am thine, for ever thine, 
my God, my Friend, my Father. Fill me with 
thy love: let me be swallowed up, and lost in that 
which is thine own essence, even love, perfect 
love. Amex. 

July 11th. — How good is my gracious Master 
to me. He keeps me in perfect peace. He gives 
me delicious clusters from the heavenly Canaan. 
1 have slept in peace: I have arisen in health, with 


a heart tuned to the praises of my God. I have 
the privilege of looking out on the loveliness of 
nature, and of thinking that beautiful as it all is, it 
is not heaven. 

July 12th. — " Who shall separate us from the 
love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or 
persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or 
sword?" Rom. 8:.35. No, dearest Lord, none of 
these things shall separate me from thy love 
Tribulation shall but drive mc nearer to thee. Ir 
distress, where could I find relief, but in thy bo 
som? Oh, then, shall persecution? No: thou 
wilt deliver. Shall famine? " The earth is the 
Lord's, and the fulness thereof." Or nakedness? 
" God supplicth the needy with a covering." Or 
peril? " Call upon me in the day of trouble, and 
I will deliver thee." Or sword? He is our " help, 
and our shield." " In all these things, we are 
more than conquerors through Ilim that loved us." 
Therefore " return unto thy rest, Oh my soul." 

Evening. — I do not like to go to rest. It seems 
like losing too much time — like being too long un- 
conscious of the presence of my God. The Lord 
is unspeakably kind to me. My " peace flows as 
a river." I wonder that I am not cast down on 
account of my vile nature. But — Jesus is my all. 
I wish for nothing but him. If Omnipotence were 


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to ofTer me all in tlie universe, to gratify my 
wishes, I would only say " Thy will be done." 

July Vith. — The Lord still gently clears my 
way. I have an abiding peace. Every duty ap- 
pears delightful; and while employed in worldly 
affairs, my thoughts ai"C on things above. 

Thanks to God for the privilege of reading the 
life of that blessed saint, David Brainard! It has 

r increased my faith. I feel that, through the grace 
of God, I may be made as humble as he; though 
I do not feci as though I ever could be as useful. 

July IGth. — I have been brought near to death 
. — the Lord has preserved me; and, though much 
bruised, I have been kept from distracting pain. 
Praised be the Lord! wlule I was lying on the 
ground, thinking that perhaps my appointed time 
had come, I felt that the sting of death was taken 
away. I felt no desire to live — no fear to die: 
and was willing to suffer all things. The Lord is 
my God; and he is very good. Show me. Ok 
my Father! wherefore tliou hast preserved my 
life; and enable me to do thy whole will and 
pleasure, for Jesus' sake. Amex.* 

* She had been riding in a carriage : the horses being 
frightened, ran off, and she was thrown out with great 
violence. — [Comp.] 


Jidy \9th. — I ilnd myself still prone to imbibe 
the spirit of the world. Whenever 1 cannot, in the 
most engaging company, and in the most interest- 
ing conversation, lift up my heart to God, and 
realize his presence, I know that I am tending to- 
ward the service of the world. In this I have 
sinned this day. Lord forgive mc ! 


Extract of a letter to her sister-in-law, Mrs. M. W., 
at Wheeling, Va. 
Morgantown, December 30th, 1831. 

Ever dear Sister M. : 

" For some time, after my return from Wheeling, 
I gave up all expectation of spending another sum- 
mer upon earth. My cough was so bad, that I 
thought of nothing, but very soon joining our dear 
family above. The thought was intensely pleas- 
ing to me. But now with restored health, and 
prospects of continued life, 1 find my thoughts 
again borne down to earth. 

Mr. Brown's health has improved. He is an 
excellent preacher, plain, pointed, and persuasive. 
Our prayer-meetings are profitable, but Oh! how 


few are there of us; and none who appear to be 
inquiring the way to Zion. 

Ever affectionately yours, 


Extract of a letter to her sisler, Mrs. A. P. C, at Union- 
town, Pa. 

Wheeling, March 22d, 1832. 
Dear Sister A.: 

" I wish that we could once more behold toge- 
ther the unfolding beauties of nature around our 
native home — that spot, still so dear, though so 
many changes have transpired there. This day re- 
minds me forcibly of the one, on which, three years 
since, we ascended the hill just beginning to put on 
its verdant mantle, and seated ourselves with our 
dear friend, waiting for the return of our still dearer 
brother. Dear sister, we enjoyed much of a 
species of happiness then. Since that time some 
of those around whom our fondest affections clus- 
tered have been torn from us. We ourselves are 
separated and can seldom see each other, or in- 
dulge in the sweet interchange of sentiments. But 
still, though many fond ties are severed, and many 
fountains of affection and happiness dried up, 1 
would not for worlds be as we were three years 
ago. Oh, no! no! The love of Jesus, and th© 


hope of glory more than compensate foi- all the 
heart-breakings we meet with in the world. Oh, 
I can never be thankful enough for the kindness 
of my God! 

I wish I could see you all to-day. I feel as if 
on the eve of leaving you to take some far distant 
journey, perhaps never to see you again. I can- 
not tell the cause of this feeling. That God, who 
orders all our changes, only knows how widely 
asunder our lots in life may be cast. But there is 
one unfailing consolation: the time is coming when 
we shall meet, and never part. Farewell, dear 
sister; my love to brother, sister, and L. 


JOURNAL, 1832. 

June 24<A. — Attended a sacramental meeting at 
Brown's church.* Felt no joy, but deep convic- 

* This church was so named from Mr. Rezeau Brown, 
who spent a short time at Morgantown in the capacity of 
a missi«nary from the Assembly's board. It is beautiful- 
ly situated on the summit of a high hill, about six miles 
from Morgantown. That accomplished and devoted 
young servant of God now rests from his labors; but there 
ar« many by whom those labors will b« had in eternal rc- 


tion of selfishness in seeking my own happiness in 
religion, rather than the glory of God. Felt 
strong desires to spend and be spent for God. On 
my way home my horse fell with me; but I sus- 
tained no injury. God's mercy is infinite! Re- 
solved this day, that I would seek more religion in 
my heart, which will give me a solidity and weight 
of character, and enable me to exert a holy influ- 
ence on all with whom I associate. 

July nth. — The Lord still gives me rest and 
peace. I am almost confident he is preparing me 
for some trial. I only pray for supporting gx-ace. 
Lord ! do with me as thou wilt; only let all my 
affections, all my powers, limited as they are, be 
entirely thine. 

Oh, if I had ten thousand souls, how sweet would 
it be to yield them all to God! But it is his grace 
alone that imparts to me this disposition. It is 
Christ's love that "constrains me" to be entirely 
his. And if he were now to withdraw his special 
grace one moment, all the evil dispositions of my 
heart would break out; and I should bring re- 
proach on his dear cause. 


Letter to her Bister-in-Iaw, Mrs. M. W., of Wheeling. 
Morgantown, August 1st, 1833. 
Dear Sister M.: 

I am thankful for any circumstance that has 
occasioned the favor of so long a letter from you. 
You have had many tilings to harass you since 
your return home. But there is one thing which 
comforts me in the review of all your trials; and 
that is, that God loves you, and is determined to 
use every means, however painful to you, to gain 
all vour heart to himself. Afflictions are our 
greatest mercies. It is the perfection of the Chris- 
tian's happiness to lose his own will in the will of 
God. And what is so well calculated to subdue 
our will, as to find our highest prospects blasted, 
and all our expectations of ease and rest here, dis- 
appointed? To please God, and to promote his 
glorj'', should be our object in every thing: and we 
should be willing to do, or svffer any thing, so that 
we may best answer the end of our existence. 
And, by the gracious arrangement of our kind 
Sovereign, our attempts to advance his glory, are 
the best means of attaining our own happiness. 

Since you left here, the Lord has been unspeak- 
ably kind to me. 1 have enjoyed rest almost un- 
interrupted. No outward trials — few inward con« 


flicts. I have felt as if reposing on the bosom of 
my Savior. Could cheerfully commit myself to 
his care with all that I have — willing to live or 
die, to experience happiness or misery, health or 
sickness — just whatever he sees best for me: — only 
anxious that I may in some humble way promote 
his glory to whom I owe so much. And this has 
not caused me to be at ease, but has urged me 
continually to seek clearer manifestations of his 
love. And such a sense of my helplessness has 
remained with me, as to urge me constantly to a 
throne of grace. 

I have every thing that my heart desires of 
earthly good. I could be happy with nauch less. 
I cannot imagine that any change of worldly cir- 
cumstances could add to my happiness. Indeed, 
1 should be afraid to have more of this world, lest 
my heart should be drawn from iny dearest Lord. 
I think 1 am willing to count all things but loss 
that I may win Christ, through him be crucified 
unto the world, and at last appear with him in 
glory. You say nothing about the female prayer- 
meeting. I hope it is continued. It would pain 
me much to hear of its being given up. 

Good bye, dear M.; peace be with you. 



From the forcsfoins; exhibition of her exercises 
and feeUngs, and the character of her piety, the 
reader will not easily mistake the doctrinal views 
which she entertained. The very low estimate she 
placed on her own attainments, the lofty standard 
of Christian character to which she aspired, her 
humble opinion of herself, and her sublime and ex- 
alted conceptions of the character of Deity; joined 
to a penetrating sense of her obligations to unme- 
rited mercy, and a fixed and entire dependance on 
the God of Providence and grace, bespeak an inti- 
mate, and experimental acquaintance with that 
doctrinal system, which it is the happiness and ho- 
nor of the Presbyterian church to receive.* Some 

* Bishop Burnet, who was, avowedly, a moderate Armi- 
nian, is constrained to express the following- opinion as to 
the practical advantages of Calvinism. " A Calvinist is 
taught by his opinions to think meanly of himself, and to 
ascribe the honor of all to God; which lays in him a deep 
foundation for humility: he is also much inclined to secret 
prayer, and to a fixed dependance on God." — Dr. Miller. 

The British Encyclopaedia, a work evidently unfriendly 
to Calvinism, under the head of Predestination, makes the 
following declaration : " There is one remark which we 
feel ourselves bound injustice to make, although it appears 
to us somewhat singular. It is this: that, from the earli- 
est ages down to the present day, if we consider the cha- 
racter of the ancient Stoics, the Jewish Essenes, the mo- 


time before she became pious, her discriminating 
mind enabled her clearly to distinguish between 
these doctrines, and the shameful caricatures of 
them, the offspring of ignorance, or malevolence, 
which every where abound. And, thouG;h she 
found that these doctrines were hated, reviled, ridi- 
culed and calumniated by a very large portion of 
mankind, yet the only serious question with her 
was, " Are they a part of the revelation of God?" 
A candid and prayerful examination of the Scrip- 
tures soon set her mind at rest on this subject; and 
the blessed influence of these sublime truths was 
felt by her throughout her subsequent life. In a 
conversation with the writer, shortly before her 
departure for India, she expressed herself very 
strongly in reference to the strengthening, animat- 
ing, ennobling influence which she derived from 
this source. Instead of regarding her election and 
salvation as the result o? foreseen goodness in her- 
self, she was at a loss to express her sense of the 

dern Calvinists and Jansenlsts, when compared with that 
of their antagonists, the Epicureans, the Sadducees, the 
Arminians, and the Jesuits, we shall find that they have 
excelled in no small degree, in the practice of the most 
rigid and respectable virtues; and have been the highest 
honor of their own ages, and the best models for imitation 
to every age succoeding." — Ibid, 


perfect freeness and sovereignty of that mercy, to 
which she owed all her hopes of present and future 
felicity. And she dwelt upon the cheerfulness 
with which she could commit herself into the hands 
of a God of infinite wisdom and benevolence, 
*' who worketh all things after the counsel of his 
own will," and exercises (according to a wise plan) 
so perfect a control over all events, as that nothing 
can transpire without his positive agency, or wise- 
ly intended permission. It was sentiments like 
these that rendered her calm and composed in 
prospect of committing herself to the winds and the 
waves, and in view of all the toils and dangers to 
be encountered in a distant heathen land. 

In 1832, the subject of these memoirs was ad- 
dressed by the Rev. John C. Lowrie, son of 
the Hon. Walter Lowrie. She was fully 
aware that he expected to spend his days in a hea- 
then land, under the direction of the Western 
Foreign Missionary Society. The subject of per- 
sonal labor among the heathen was not new to her 
mind. While praying for the coming of Christ's 
kingdom, she had often been ready to wish that 
some way might be opened in which she could go, 
and tell her perishing fellow creatures, personally, 
the way of life. Still, in a question involving the 
comfort and peace of herself, and her friends so 


deeply, she felt it to be her duty to examine with 
great care, before she came to any decision. Pe- 
culiar circumstances rendered her still more sin- 
cere and anxious in this inquiry: and her own mo- 
tives and feelings, no less than the prospect of use- 
fulness, were prayerfully considered. The sim- 
ple point before her mind was; " Where can 1 do 
most good?" She felt that her covenant engage- 
ments did not permit her to ask, " Where can I 
enjoy the greatest degree of comfort, refinement, 
or respectability:" though she had been accustomed 
to all these. " Lord what wilt thou have me to 
do?" and " Here am I; send me," were petitions 
often presented by her to a throne of grace. It 
may be supposed, in view of an inquiry conducted 
in this manner, that her mind would be plainly 
directed of the Lord to the proper conclusion. Ac- 
cordingly, we find in her private papers a record 
of her decision, and her views and motives in refe- 
rence to an undertaking of such vast importance. 

JOURNAL, 1832. 

August 26th. — I think my convictions of duty 
are clear — not to be mistaken; and I now feel de- 


termined that if Providence still point out the wa);", 
I will go. Lord^ enable me to delight in thy will! 

September — . I have read " Gordon Hall's 
Appeal," and feel glad that I have determined to 
devote my body as a " living sacrifice" to the 
Lord. Indeed I have never regretted it a mo- 
ment. I now feel no solicitude on the subject, 
except that 1 may be so purified by grace divine, 
that I may be useful either in life, or in death. It 
may be that I shall yet be prevented from going. 
I desire to have no will but the Lord's — but 1 can 
conceive of no greater disappointment. 1 have 
prayed, that if I should be a hinderance, or prevent 
a blessing from resting on the labors of others, I 
might be detained. And it may be that I shall. 
Even so. Father, whatsoever seems good in thy 

Septemher Wth. — I never felt so anxious for 
good health; and yet I never felt stronger symp- 
toms of a total failure of it. The Lord knows 
what is best for mc, and what will most promote 
Ids glory. 

82 3^E5IOIR3 OF 

Extract of a letter to a friend. 

[Date not known.] 
" It was very kind, to set forth so plainly the 
difficulties and hardships of missionary life. I 
think it probable that the cause of my thinking 
the separation from friends the hardest trial is, that 
I have already experienced the bitterness of that; 
and I fear to endure it again. Being entirely un- 
acquainted with the other difficulties, I cannot rea- 
lize them. I do not know that 1 can take "a 
common sense view" of these difficulties, but I 
think I can ta,ke a faith view of them which is not 
contrary to common sense. I believe that God's 
mercy is as large as his omnipotence. I believe 
he loves his own children, and will withhold no 
good thing from them. He has said, " Dwell in 
the land, and do good, and verily thou shalt be 
fed." And when I remember, that neither tribula- 
tion, nor famine, nor sword, can separate us from 
the love of Christ; I feel willing to encounter all 
these. I have been reading my favorite chapters, 
Rom. 12, Col. 3, and Heb. 11; and feel convinced 
that the Christian is required to give up all for 
Christ: and these, with the 46th Psalm convince 
me also that, through Christ strengthening him, he 
can do it. 


1 have been, indeed, tenderly dealt with, — have 
had every indulgence, — many kind friends. For 
these I thank the Giver. But I feel that I have 
rested too much in them; and when streams of 
earthly comfort fail, I will go to the Fountain. I 
wish to lean singhj on the bosom of my God. 

L. A. W." 

From this period until the month of May follow- 
ing, when the mission family sailed for India, she 
was anxious to become better quahfied, especially 
in the experience of grace, for the great work in 
prospect; and she spared no efforts to interest the 
aflbctions, and the prayers of the people of God, in 
behalf of missions generally, and of the particular 
mission in which she expected to embark. It is 
believed that she was much favored of the Lord in 
securing the warm affections, and the prayers of 
many dear followers of the Savior; and that her 
memory will long be embalmed in the hearts of 
very many in different places, who loved her dear- 
ly (as a friend remarked) " for her Master's sake, 
for hrr work's sake, and for her own sake." 
c 2 



Extract of a letter to a friend. 

— , Sept. 18, 1832. 

" Though I feel so little for the heathen, I am 
pained to perceive that none, whom I see, appear 
to feel much more. I yesterday returned from 
* * *, where I attended a four days' meeting. In 
all the prayers I heard, the heathen were only 
once remembered: and among all the petitions 
which the ministers virged us to present at a throne 
of grace, they never once said, Pray that all the 
ends of the earth may see the salvation of our 
God. It is true the heathen were often mentioned, 
to show by contrast the high privileges we enjoy, 
and Mr. * * * once said, " While men here go 
with difficulty to eternal ruin, through light, and 
Christian influence, and the strivings of the Spirit, 
the heathen go on in an easy unobstructed path ta 
hell.'''' At that moment, I felt anguish of spirit. 
And shall we remain here at ease, and throw in 
their way no obstacle to prevent their destruction? 
Shall we not lift up one cry, or make one effort 
to save them? Such were the thoughts that passed 
through my mind. If Christians would only feel 
more deeply and pray more earnestly on the sub- 
ject, I should feel greater encouragement. 

Louisa A. Wilson." 



Letter to hei" sister, Mrs. A. P. C, of Steubenville. 

Morgantown, Oct. 6, 1832. 
Dear Sister A.: 

" I received your long- looked -for letter in due 
time, and should have answered it sooner, had I 
not heard you were in W., where I knew you 
would hear from us. I am glad you are so plea- 
santly situated; and hope you, and brother C. may 
be abundantly happy, and useful. This lovely 
day reminds me of delightful seasons, now past 
and gone; when, with hearts gushing with youth- 
ful affection, Ave wandered side by side, over our 
native hills; or sitting on the moss-covered log, 
read, or listened to the sweet strains of some fa- 
vorite poet; stopping at intervals, to listen to the 
varied melody of the forest musicians, or to ex- 
press to each other the feelings which the loveli- 
ness of the landscape inspired. Dear A., those 
were happy days; yet not so happy as this. Then 
we worshipped nature. Now we love — we adore 
nature*s God. Then, though surrounded by many 
things to delight and exhilarate, we felt a want of 
something; for we were orphans, and our hearts 
yearned for those dear parental bosoms, which 
had been the source of our joys, the resting-place 
in all our sorrows. Now we have a Father in 


heaven who watches over us with constant care* 
we have those raised up for us, on whom our affec- 
tions are placed; Vv'ho rejoice when we rejoice, and 
weep when we weep. We are satisfied. And 
then, if all these comforts should be taken from us, 
and the brichtness of this world should be changed 
to gloom; we have a sweet hope of a happy im- 
mortality, when, after sorrow and sighing are 
over, we shall rest in the presence of Jesus, with 
that circle of beloved friends who have gone before 

Oh! shall we ever, for one moment, forget that 
all these mercies are the gift of God, through Jesus 
Christ? We are encompassed by his love. Oh! 
shall not this thought penetrate our very soufs, and 
cause us to render to him the tribute of grateful 
hearts, and untiring obedience. 

At a sacramental meeting here, two weeks since, 
E. W. united with the church. She, with her 
four children, were baptized on Saturday evening. 
An interesting sight — a widow presenting herself 
and her fatherless babes to the Lord. Three 
others were admitted to the church. 

I am very busy a small part of every day, in 
translating the life of William Tell from the 
French. This I find to bo a pleasant occnpntion. 
I have been preparing for a visit to Alexandria, 


D. C, but as the cholera is now there, I am not 
sure that I shall go. 

Yours affectionately, 


JOURNAL, 1832. 

October 8th. — Now the stream of life flows 
smoothly on. No care; no sorrow. Oh, my 
precious Savior! I would thank thee for these 
rich blessings thou hast so clearly bought for me. 
I would serve thee with joyfulness and gladness of 
heart; for thou art good, and doest good. 

October 10th. — The hope of heaven, and sweet 
communion with God make the toils and suffer- 
ings of this present time seem light. Oh, that 
God would grant iqae this favor that 1 might al- 
ways be near him, that I might always glorify 

October 20th* — For what do I live? Have 1 
any business here on earth but to serve the Lord ? 
i know of none. And yet, my soul! dost thou 
live for God? for eternity? I fear I do not. One 
hope there is for me; my soul has a relish for ho- 
liness. This is implanted by grace, for I have it 
not by nature. 


I continually plan for myself, and set my heart 
on my plans: and when I see there is danger of 
their being frustrated, then ] am all in despair. 
Oh this carnal, self-sufficient, mind; how weary 
am I of it! 

It is now my purpose, if the Lord permit, to go 
to heathen lands. This undertaking does not ap- 
pear distressing to me, but awfully responsible. 
Doubt, as to my capacity and preparation, makes 
me very fearful that the Lord will not permit me ^ 
to go. I do most ardently desire it. I would 
consider it a high privilege; and the sacrifices I 
should make, are no more than my heart subscri- 
bed to, when I first gave myself to the Lord. The 
trials and sufferings I may have to endure, cannot 
be equal to those of Christ, and therefore not 
worthy of a thought. All my concern is, to be 
prepared for usefulness. I do not wish to go, to 
be a clog, or to prevent the blessing of God on the 
mission. And yet I feel that it would be very 
humiliating to be kept at home: and I need hum- 
bling so much that I fear this will be my appoint, 
ed lot. Well: I must love God's glory more than 
all things beside. And if he should see fit to de- 
prive me of the sweet pleasure of making known 
the love of Christ to souls perishing in ignorance, 
I must humbly submit; and rejoice that he can 


raise up instruments better fitted to promote his 
name's glory. Grant it, even so Lord Jesus — 
that thy will may be done in, and by me. Grant 
that I may be willing to go or to stay; to live or 
die; to be happy or wretched: only let thy grace 
be sufficient for me; and let thy name be glorified 
in the conversion of wretched heathen souls. 

Some of her friends were at first unwilling that 
she should embark in a foreign mission; not only 
because they were reluctant to part with so beloved 
a relative, but on account of the precarious state 
of her health. This will explain some things in a 
few of the following letters. 

Letter to her sister-in-law, Mrs. M. W., of Wheeling. 
Alexandria, D. C, Dec. 28th, 1832. 
Dear Sister M.: 

" After travelling two days and nights, without 
an hour's rest, we reached Washington city; and 
by means of hack and steam-boat were soon trans- 
ported to this place. And here I am among 
strangers, yet feeling quite at home: for I am with 


those who love the same Father. I never feel hke 
a stranger among Christians; but I do not expect 
to be always thus blessed. Dear M., you know 
from the whole tenor of my life that I love you, 
and would not willingly give you pain. On the 
contrary, I would do any thing, consistent with 
duty, to add to your happiness. But 1 do think, 
from present convictions of duty, that I must 
leave you — bid you farewell, with no hope of see- 
ing you until, with all our beloved friends, who 
have gone before us, we meet around the throne 
above. Providence may yet shut up the way; and, 
on account of my unfitness for the work, I may 
be laid aside. But if the Lord shall regard my 
desires, and accept of my weak services, it is 
my fixed intention to spend my life among the 
heathen. Perhaps you may all blame me, dear 
sister; perhaps you may think that I am wanting 
in affection, or imagine that 1 have not counted the 
cost. But I have looked at it in every possible 
light. I have endeavored to examine myself; and 
unless I am greatly deceived, the sole motive that 
influences my determination is a desire to serve 
and glorify God. What I may have to suffer, 1 
cannot even imagine; but I can confide in the 
promises of God. I know he will not forsake us: 
and while under his care, what can harm us? 


Parting with all of you appears, at present, th« 
severest trial I shall undergo; and beheve me, dear 
M., it will be as painful to me as it can possibly be 
to any of you. But will you not cheerfully give 
me up to the Lord, and pray that 1 may be 
Etrengihened for the work, and made a blessing to 
others? If the Lord spare us, and our present 
prospects are realized, we expect to sail in May 
next. If so, I hope to be with you in March. I 
fear' brother W. will be displeased, and feel dis- 
posed to censure me. But I hope he v»'ill be con- 
vinced that I am doing right. If I were going to 
the East to receive a fortune, would he not give his 
consent? And why not in the present instance, if 
I am to receive an everlasting treasure after death? - 
I wish he would consider this. 

Farewell dear sister; ever yours in love. 


♦* P. S. Some part of India will probably be 
the field of labor." 


Jan. 6th, Alexandria, D. C. — This day en- 
joyed the blesfsed privilege of sitting down at the 


table ©f the Lord. It has been to me a feast of 
gladness. This has not often been the case. 
When I see how I have dishonored Him who has 
done and suffered so much for me, sorrow fills my 
heart. At such seasons I have usually had con- 
victions of some particular besetting sin. To-day 
I have not had more than a general view of de- 
filement in every thing. 

Letter to her sister-in-law, Mrs. M. W., of Wheeling. 
Alexandria, D. C, Jan. 15th, 1833. 

Dearest Sister M.: 

" As much as the prospect of bidding you fare- 
well for life may affect you, I assure you that you 
do not feel it more sensibly than I do; for my 
heart clings to you, and to your dear children. 
You have been more than a sister — you have been 
= a mother to me. Those kindnesses which are 
lightly valued by those who have parents, are 
deeply felt and long remembered by the ontpJian 
heart. Dear M., I do not forget your kindness. 
It has won my love. And much happiness could 
I find, through life, with no other employment 
than that of promoting yours, and the best interests 
of your children. But you, M., dear as you are 


to me, have not so strong a claim upon me as my 
Savior. You have contributed to my happiness in 
this life; He has purchased for me eternal life. 
He claims all my heart, all my services; and 
where his providence calls me to labor, there I 
must go. 

'Tis true you need the cherishing kindness of 
friends; for you have suffered severe affliction, 
and feel a loneliness of heart, which leads you to 
solace yourself in the affections of those who sym- 
pathize with you. But still, M., you have parents, 
children, home, Christian friends, Christian privi- 
leges, the Bible, and a God of love, who is ever 
ready to hear your cry, — ever ready to say to the 
tempest-tost soul, ' Peace, be still.' Think you, 
dear M., are there no widows, no orphans in hea- 
then lands? Ah yes! and theirs are, indeed, days 
of gloom. The heathen wife is not much respect- 
ed; the widow still less. Her means of support 
are gone; friends prove unkind, and often her 
only alternative is to submit to voluntary degrada- 
tion, in order to gain a pittance to satisfy the crav- 
ings of hunger. There no Christian charity lends 
its aid; no Christian's Bible is there to instruct. 
Slaves to the most abject vices, hateful themselves 
and hating one another, they long for, and yet fear 
death. Oh! the daughters of Zion do not prize as 



they should the rich blessings they enjoy. They 
do not think enough of the condition of those who 
are destitute of the gospel, and who seek rest and 
find none. Their systems of religion cannot com- 
fort the afflicted soul. They have nothing to raise 
them above the troubles of this life; and what is 
still worse, they have no light to guide them to 
heaven. Dear M., will you not gladly spare me, 
if I may but be instrumental in leading a few of 
these benighted souls to the Fountain of bliss? 
■Can you consistently pray for their salvation, if 
you are not willing, for their sakes, to forego the 
little gratification of my societ)'? Assuredly, it is 
the duty of some persons to be missionaries: and 
"who can be found to engage in this work who will 
not have some sacrifices to make? A lady oncQ 
told me, she thought it would be easy for tne to go, 
as I had no parents living; yet it still seems hard. 
But many have gone and left parents behind. Yes! 
parents have blessed their children and encouraged 
them to go. This is the true spirit of the gospel. 
It is forgetting self in love for Christ. Oh, M.i if 
I could have your entire approbation, and the hear- 
ty concurrence of all my friends, I should be too 
happy! Do pray fcr more of a missionary spirit, 
and you will then rejoice, you will praise the Lord 
that I am counted worthy to suffer in so good a 


cause. And now, with all my anxiety to be en- 
gaged in this work, I fear I may be prevented. 
Mr. Lowrie's health is not perfectly good; and if 
it should fail seriously we shall settle down at 
home. By this we shall ascertain the Lord's will 
respecting it; if Mr. L.'s health should be good 
and all things prosper according to expectation. 
But if not, we shall conclude that the Lord has se- 
lected more worthy laborers for the foreign field 
and we shall seek to glorify him in some other 

As to W., his letter gave me much pain; and 1 
do not know how to overcome his objections. I 
cannot reason with him, because he does not un- 
derstand my principle of action. But if he loves 
me, as I trust he does, and as I hope he ever will, 
would it not be kindness in him to permit me to 
seek my happiness in that way which I think is 
right? I do not think I have been guilty of a 
want of deliberation. I have tried to view the 
subject in every possible light. If, by remaining 
in this country, 1 could have any assurance of 
longer life, or of greater usefulness, perhaps I 
might be induced to stay. But VV. has had fre- 
quent, recent, and melancholy proofs, that even 
here our dearest friends must die; and that mauY 

who live are wretched. And wretched, I kno^, 

^ TiiLJimoma or 

1 should he if the path of duty were made plain to 
me, and I refused to walk in it. 'Tis true, in this 
country, I might find a field of usefulness. And 
I hope, if Providence shut up the way to more 
destitute places, that I shall be heartily engaged 
in doing good here. But among the heathen i 
have a prospect of doing a greater amount of 
good. Their claims arc the strongest. Here, all 
enjoy the light of the gospel, all have the Bible; 
and if any are unenlightened it is their own fault. 
W. thinks I ' must be changed.' I do not 
know that I am, except that I am not quite so 
cheerful as formerly; but I would he so if W., and 
all of you, would cheerfully say, Louisa, do just 
what you think right, and may God bless you. 

yours affectionately, 


JJxtract of a letter to Miss C. B., of Morg-antown- 
Alexandria, D. C, Feb. 13ili, 1833. 

«< For two weeks, I have been afflicted with a 
severe cold. My cough is also bad. But while 
life appears so uncertain, I have great peace and 
joy in my s^ul. I feel that it would be ' far bet- 
ter to depart and be with Christ,' than to walk ia 



the most flowery paths of life, becausa there we 
shall ' never, never sin.* 

Yesterday was one year since my dear brother 
Alpheus found a v/atery grave.* I feared the ap- 
proach of the day, lest I should be oppressed with 
melancholy feelings. But I was led to reflect on 
the mercy of God in overruling all for good, as he 
has evidently done; and his kindness in placing 
mc in circumstances of such entire happiness, 
compared with my situation last year. 

Ever your friend, 

Louisa A. Wilson." 

Extract of a latter to her brother, Mr. G. W. W., of 


Alexandria f D. C, March 2rf, 1833. 
" To make known to the heathen the wav of 
ealvation, is a duty plainly inculcated in the Scrip- 
tures — a duty to which the regenerate heart can- 
not fail to respond. But this cannot be accom- 
plished without making some sacrifices. Friends 
must be left behind. And why should not I, high- 
ly favored of the Lord as I have ever been; why 
should not I, as a tribute of gratitude, be willing to 

* Alpheus p. Wilson, Esq., of Morgantown, wai 
drowned in the Monongahela river, at Brownsville, Pa., 
Feb. lath, 1832. 


make these sacrifices? Few, indeed, have as many 
kind friends to leave: few have found so much en- 
joyment in the society of kindred hearts: but dearly 
as I love you all; much as it adds to my happi- 
ness to be with you; still, still I love my Savior 
more. And though far from you, in heathen 
lands, if blessed with his presence and love, I shall 
be happy. Do not, dear brother, take so gloomy 
a view of the subject. Remember that when the 
heart is at ease, then, and only then, all is well. 
But if I should be forced to remain in this coun- 
try, do you think I should be happy? No! no! 
If you Ibve me, then, if you still desire to promote 
the happiness of one whom you have ever kindly 
cherished, just give your full consent to my wishes, 
and from my heart I will thank you. 

Mr. Lowrie is now in town. Under all circum- 
stances, we deem it most expedient to be married 
here. His father and N. both approve of this ar- 
rangement; and next Tuesday morning is the 
time 'fixed upon for the performance of the cere- 
mony. We intend to start immediately for the 
West, but may probably be detained a day or two 
at Baltimore, as the stages will be crowded. We 
expect to be in Wheeling about a week from to- 
day, or at farthest on the Monday following. 

I have been very unwell with a protracted cold 


and cough — am now better, though still coughing 
a good deal. 1 hope travelling may cure me. I 
hope to see you soon: till then, good by?, dear 
brother, and believe me 

Your affectionate sister, 


Extract of a letter to a friend. 

[Date not given.] 
" In our trip we met with but one incident: in 
ascending a high mountain, the horses proved re- 
fractory, and refused to pull. Some of the passen- 
gers lead, while others whip the horses. Mr. *, 
and 1 walked on about two miles, beguiling the 
darkness and roughness of the way with conver- 
sation. I thought of the journeyings in which we 
might be engaged in foreign lands, amidst dark- 
ness and peril, with no kind friends to await our 
arrival, and bid us kindly welcome. But why did 
1 think so? Is not the Lord Jesus himself, v/ith 
many of our beloved friends, waiting to welcome 
us to the mansions of rest, when the toilsome jour- 
ney of life is over? We shall also have a guide 
even unto death, to whom < the darkness and the 
light are both alike.' 'I'hcn lei U3 never fear. It 
is not in the power of earthly changes to make U3 
long unhappj. Though deprived of the comforts 

100 HBMoins or 

which now surround us; though cut off from the 
joys o^Christian society, with our eyes fixed onr 
the cross, we will not shrink; with the star of 
Bethlehem for our guide we shall steer safely 
amidst life's most dreary tempests. 1 cannot form 
any correct conception of the sufferings we may 
have to endure; but I know that the grace of God 
is sufiicient for us: and the severest trials can do 
no more than hasten death, and death has lost its 
terrors. Then let us trust in the Lord, and serve 
him with all our hearts, and we shall be happy in 
any circumstances. I am, this morning, looking 
at all the difficulties of life through the prism of 
faith. The love of Jesus tinges the darkest clouds 
with rainbow radiance. It is a consolation that 
we can but die; and, through Christ, there is vic- 
tory in death, and after death there is glory. 


Extract of a letter to Miss J. I. P., of Morgantown. 
Wieeling, March IGth, 1833. 
Dear J. : 

" From our frequent conversations on the sub- 
ject of missions, you were not, perhaps, surprised 
to hear of my marriage to Mr. Lowrie.* I think 

* She was married on the fifth day of March, at the re- 
sidence of her brother, the Rev. N. Wilson, in Alexandria, 
D. C— [CoMP.] 


the Lord has thus far directed my steps. And 
now there is a prospect of having the most dearly 
cherished desires of my heart fulfilled. Oh! I do 
praise the Lord for the prospect of making known 
to the heathen the glad news of salvation. It is 
his work; and he will reward all who engage in it 
with the richest spiritual blessings. Conic life, or 
death! any thing that the Lord appoints will be 
sweet. I am anxious to be gone: not that my af- 
fection for my home, my country, or my dear 
friends, has diminished. No, they seem to en- 
twine themselves around my heart more strongly 
than ever. But I feel a strange willingness to 
leave them all. * The love of Christ constrains 
me;' for if he died for us, ought we not to suffer 
any thing for his glory; any thing to save our per- 
ishing fellow-beings? Oh! J., will you not pray more 
than ever for the success of missions? Do pray 
for me. You know my unfitness for the work: 
but the Lord can do all things; only make for me 
large requests. 

I intend going to Steubenville to-day, but shall 
not remain long. I expect J. to return v»'ith me. 
Write soon and direct to Wheeling. Farev/ell, 
dear J. Your ever affectionate 



/OURNAL, 1833. 

April 25tJii PiUshurgh, Pa. — I have bidden 
farewell to Jiome, and most of my dear friends with 
no prospect of ever seeing them again, in the pi'e- 
sent world. The Lord has helped me. I have 
felt an unusual degree of cheerfuhiess. And 
thoLio-h tears v/iU sometimes flow at the thou!:i:ht of 
never again seeing those persons and places that 
have long been dear to me, yet I thank the Lord 
that I feel, in a great measure loosened from earth. 

How important is the step 1 have taken! May 
the Lord enable me to accomplish that which is in 
my heart. May 1 always realize the responsibili- 
ty under which I act! I feel that the privilege of 
the station I occupy is great; and " my soul does 
magnify the Lord, that he hath regarded the low 
estate of his handmaiden. For he that is mighty 
hath done to me great things."* Many prayers 
are now offered up for me. Oh Lord! grant me 
grace according to every moment's need, to ena- 
ble me to cease from self, and glorify thee. Amen. 


* Luke lAZ—49. 


Letter to her sister-in-law, Mrs. M. A. W., of Morgantov;n. 

Pittsburgh, April 27th, 1833. 
Dear Sister M. A.: 

" 1 snatch a few moments to commune with 
you in the only way vvhich now remains to us. I 
have cause for gratitude in the cheerfulness of 
heart which the Lord in mercy bestows on me. I 
had, from the f.rst, dreaded leaving Morgantown 
more than any thing I could think of; but grace 
v/as suScieut for me. At night, on reviewing my 
feelings through the day, I was convinced that it 
had been one of the happiest days of my life. I 
felt in reality as a stranger and a pilgrim on the 
earth, on my way to a happy home in the hea- 

In New Geneva we bade farewell to * * *, to 
* *, and your uncle * * * *, and also to your 
brother J.; in Smithfield, to Miss E. C; in Union- 
town, to many friends: and here the hour of fare- 

well will soon come. Be it so: and blessed be our 
God that he permits us to do all this in the hope 
of advancing his cause among the heathen. 

Mr. Lowrie and mysel f are quite well at present; 
and have become so much accustomed to travelling 
that v/e scarcely feel the fatigue. As the time ap- 
proaches I know not how to leave without seeing 


i04 MEMOIRS or 

W. Dear Brother, he knows not how much I 

I fear I shall not see the Misses E. and S. O. 
We have sent out for Mr. L.'s sisters, as we have 
not time to visit Braddock's Field. I regard it as 
a great privilege to have the prayers of so many 
Christians: I feel strengthened by them. I trust 
our friends will not cease to pray for us while 
breath remains. Remember me most affectionate- 
ly to them all; 1 cannot specify individuals. Fare- 

Your loving sister, 

Louisa A. Loweie." 

Letter to Miss J. I. P., of Morgantown. 

Baltimore, May M, 1833. 
My Dear J.: 

" I am almost too much fatigued to write; but 
think it best to notify our friends in Morgantown 
of our safe arrival here. You have, perhaps, 
heard from M. A., that we reached Pittsburgh on 
Thursday evening, April 25th. While in that city 
we found little time for rest, being almost constant- 
ly with company. Christian friends there were 
exceedingly kind and aflectionate; and I regretted 
that we could spend no more time with them. 

On Sabbath morning Mr. L. preached in Dr, 


Herron's church; in the afternoon in Mr. Swift's; 
and at night in IMr. J. Halsey's in Alleghenytown. 
The sermon at night was on the subject of mis- 
sions, and was immediately followed by an address 
from Mr. Halsey. 1 wish you could have heard 
him. The church was crowded, but 1 could have 
M'ishcd that the world were there. His looks, his 
gestures, his language, were all eloquent; and 
there was evidence of a deep feeling pervading all 
he said, Vv'hich I thought must reach every heart. 
He spoke in strong terms of the slothful, the con- 
tracted, the selfish spii'it that prevailed among 
Christians. He said, ' That from the first it was 
so. The apostles and first followers of our Lord 
saw no more than the wants of their brethren in 
Judoa. They lingered about her borders, and 
would not '* Go into all the world,''^ until Paul was 
'♦ born as one out of due time." He seized the 
gospel torch and waved it through the world; 
and then persecution arose, and di'ove them all 
abroad.' Again: he inquired, ' Brethren, are fo- 
reign missions a new thing? Who was the first 
foreign missionary? The Lord Jehovah, whom 
we call Christ. He left the glorias of heaven, and 
touched upon our earth as a missionary. Why, 
Brethren, I look upon myself as a converted hea- 
then! Whom did our forefathers worship? and 


whom, if it had not been for the first foreign Mis- 
sionary, would we have worshipped? Ask the 
days of the week. On Sunday, the sun; on Irlon- 
day, the moon, and so on through the week.* 
Why, brethren, the very elements of heathenism 
cleave about us, and shall we be forgetful of 
Others?' I cannot give more of his address, but I 
thought it sufficient to arouse every heart. After 
meeting we walked to the Theological Seminary, 
and staid at Professor Halsey's. 1 felt it a great 
privilege, indeed, to becon^e acquainted with both 
the Mrs. H.'s. We sat <jp late, unwilling to take 
time for sleep; and rose early on Monday morn- 
ing, as a farewell meeting with the students, had 
been appointed before breakfast. As the meeting 
had not been published, 1 did not expect to see any 
but the inmates of the seminary; but there was 
quite a large assemblage from AUeghenytcv.-n. 
Wlien we entered the hall they were sieging, 
' How arm a foundation,' &c. Oh, it was sweet 
and comforting! I heard three fervent prayers of- 
fered for us, and for the Redeemer's cause; and 

* Tuesday was named from Tuisco, the most ancient 
idol of the Germans and Saxons; Wednesday, from Wo- 
den, ths Mars of the Saxons; Thur&day from Thar, an an- 
cient idol of the same people; Friday from Friga, tiis 
Saron Venus; sr.d Saturday from Saturn- 


three hymns were sung. But I could no longer 
endure the effects of the fatigue of the preceding 
day. The want of rest, and the close air of the 
room overcame me. I went out into the hall and 
fainted. By this means I lost the farewell re- 
marks of Professor Halsey which were said to be 
excellent. As soon as 1 had fully recovered I re- 
turned and bade farewell to many brethren and 
sisters in Christ. After breakfast we went over to 
the city, and spent the day in company; so that 
there was scarcely time left for composing one's 
mind or even for prayer. 

There was a farewell meeting held at night in 
Dr. Herron's church, which was well filled. Mr. 
L. and Mr. J. Halsey again delivered addresses: 
and some beautiful hymns were sung. Last of 
all, Mr. L. read the one commencing ' Yes; my 
native land, I love thee.' Copies had been previ- 
ously distributed to the congregation; and it was 
sung in a most affecting manner. I coTild not for- 
bear shedding tears of mingled sorrow and joy. 
Dr. Herron made a short farewell address to Mr. 
Lowrie, and then we shook hands with more pei'- 
sons than I can now number. It was almost too 
much for flesh and heart to endure. After we 
passed into the street, I perceived Mr. Lowrie and 

A. B. hanging on each other's neck and weeping 


profusely. I thought surely this is hitter. But 
the parting with Mr. L.'s brothers and sisters ^vas 
the hardest of ail. Oh may the Lord overrule all 
for good! At four, on Tuesday morning, we left 
Pittsburgh. The scenes of the last few days were, 
all together, too much for Mr. L.; and besides the 
heat of the weather was oppressive. He was 
quite ill all the way, and is now unable to proceed 
to the Newcastle Presbytery. 

And now, dear J,, I have filled my sheet with 
the particulars of our journey and have scarcely 
room to say how much I love you all. I am 
greatly comforted with the assurance that we shall 
be remembered in your prayers. Will you pray 
that, if it is consistent with the Lord's will, we 
may have good health. May the Savior be with 
you all. 

Louisa A. LowRiEr." 

Letter to Miss A. E. P., of Morganlown. 

Baltimore, May 17 th, 1833. 

Dear A. E.: 

" Your kind letter was received in due time, and 
was refreshing to me as news from dear home, 
when lonely among strangers. Mr. L. left this 
city a week since, and I felt a little desolate; and 
though, it was pleasant to hear from home, and, in 


imagination, to seat myself with tlia dear circle 
assembled at youi" mcther's for prayer, still I do 
not depend on these remembrances oi'' the past for 
comfort, but look upward and forward. Ontcard 
mu€t be my course, and heavenward my 6)^63. I 
attended female prayer-meeting here this day 
week, and hope to go again this evening. I felt 
as if at home* there appeared to be the same sim- 
plicity and affectionate feeling as in Morgantown. 
I hope you will not be discouraged on account of 
numbers: there are not many more attend here 
than at M. 

The assurance of an interest in your prayers, 
and those of other dear friends in M., is sweet con- 
solation to me. I wonder that I grow so little in 
grace when I enjoy so many privileges. I do not 
recollect when I have been so much cast down on 
account of unworthiness, as since my arrival here. 
I have felt unfit to live, much less to engage in so 
holy and so blessed a work. And how can I, dear 
A., defiled as I am with sin, and going continually 
astray myself, — how can I be qualified to give ad- 
vice to others? Outward faults we easily perceive; 
but these flow from springs of evil which lie hid- 
den in the heart. The best way to know our 
faults, is, to pray much, to watch continually, and 
to cherish an humble, teachable disposition, willing 


to 860 and to forsake whatever is wrong. We are 
apt to think if we were with this person, or in that 
place, we should become more eminent Christians. 
But whilst particular circumstances do affect our 
growth in grace, this is not necessarily the case. 
All places are alike near to God. We can see 
light only in his light; and with no friend but him; 
with ncr teacher but the Holy Spii'it, we may do his 
will more acceptably than when we have many 
objects of dcpcndance- 

A few day's since, in looking over Mr. L.'s 
trunk, I found your mother's farewell note to him. 
I had not seen it before; and it brought the tears 
to my eyes. ' My Child!'' Oh, may she ever 
pray and fool for me, as if I were her, own daugh- 
ter! She has, indeed, been a mother to me. 

The acquaintances I have formed here are most 
of them very pleasant. Perhaps two young ladies 
will accompany me to Philadelphia. We expect 
to meet many acquaintances from the West there. 
I have felt unusually serious, and sometimes me- 
lancholy since my arrival here; but never a mo- 
ment's regret on account of my determination to 
leave all. All my gloom has arisen from dissatis- 
faction with myself. Remember me kindly to all 
jmy dear friends. 

Yours in the love of Christ, 

LorisA A. LowRiE." 


JOURNAL, 1333. 

May 2M£?, Pldladelpltia. — On this day, two 
years ago, I was watching by the dying bed of my 
dear brother Eugenius. About nine in the even- 
ing his Spirit took its flight, as I trust, to the world 
of the blessed. This evening, how dilTerent my 
circumstances! far removed from the loved circle 
who wept with me around his bed, parted from, 
them for life, and making one of a large congrega- 
tion in Philadelphia, v.'itnessing the ordination of 
my husband as a missionary to the heathen! 

May 26t?t, Sabbath. — In the afternoon heard 
Dr. SprinGf, in the First Presbyterian Church. Af- 
ter, the Lord's supper was administered to 
the members of the General Assembly [then in 
session] and as many other Christians as desirecj 
to partake with them. The body of the church 
was filled with communicants. Our last commu- 
nion season in a Christian land. How ditJ!3rent 
will be our next if ever permitted to -enjoy an- 



Noto to har Eister-in-law, Mrs. A. P. C. at Steubenvills, 

Fhiladdphia, May Ttlh, 1833. 
Dej»r sister a.: 

" I have delayed writing, that I might inform 
^ you of the time of our sailing. And now the time 
is so near, and I have so much to do, that 1 have 
scarcely leisure to write as I would wish. I re- 
mained two weeks in Baltimore with brother N. 
We reached here on Tuesday the 21st. Mr. L. 
■svas ordained on Thursday evening: I felt it to be 
the most highly privileged day of my life. 

The people are very kind in assisting us, and 
supplying our wants. May the Lord reward 
them! The vessel will sail on Wednesday. She 
is the Star, Captain Griffin. The Captain is spo- 
ken of as a kind gentleman, somewhat advanced 
in years. In brother and sister Reed we shall 
have pleasant companions; and in Christ we shall 
find a never-failing friend, so ihat we need not 
fear. All will be well. 

My health is bad, and my cough still continues, 
and appears to have materially weakened my 
lungs. Indeed, my bodily strength is not at all 
equal to what it was when I left you. My only 
hope of i-ecovery is from the voyage. But I feel 
no anxious concern. All is with the Lord; iind 


let him send life or death, v/hatever is hia will is 
mine. I only pray, ' Father, glorify thyself in 

Ma)'' our precious Savior be witli you ! Pray 
ever for us. Farewell. 

Louisa A. Lowrie." 

JOURNAL, 1833. 

May 27tJi, Monday. — Much engaged vi^ith com- 
pany. No time through the day for private m.edi- 
tation or prayer; yet the Lord kept me in a tran- 
quil frame of mind. In the ev^j^ng visited at Mrs. 


K.'s, and afterwards attende^he meeting of the 
female society for educating heathen youth. An 
interesting report was read by our kind friend, the 
Rev. Mr. E., with an extract from Mr. Ramsay's 
last letter — quite too desponding. 

May 28th, Tuesday. — Through the day enga- 
ged with company. May the Lord direct their 
(■hearts to pray for us. In the afternoon attended 
a female prayer meeting. Was seated by the side 
of ' Mother P.,' and felt grateful for the aflection 
she showed me. I think the Lord was with us, 
and answered us while we were yet speaking. 


The languor, which had oppressed mo during the 
day, left, me; and I was strengthened for the du- 
ties of the evening. 

On the evening of Tuesday, May 28th, a mis- 
sionary meeting, numerously attended, was held 
in the Second Presbyterian Church in Philadelphia, 
to recommend the missionaries, previously to their 
departure on the morrow, to the protection and 
blessing of God. The religious journals speak of 
it as the most deeply affecting and interesting oc- 
casion of the kind that had ever been witnessed in 
that city. The vArable Dr. Green, editor of the 
' Christian Advocate,' says, " This was to us the 
most interesting meeting that we ever attended. 
Every tbfag was calculated to excite solemn and 
delightltd emotions. We saw a mission family 
going out under the auspices of the Presbyterian . 
church, the object of our labors and cur prayers 
for successive years. The family itself was ami- 
able and interesting; in no ordinary dee-ree. Two 
young brethren of the most promising talents, with 
their wives, to whom they had been recently mar- 
ried, eminently qualified to be the partners of mis- 
sionaries, and not less devoted to the work than 


their husbands — all animated by one spirit; a spirit 
of unreserved devotedness to the Redeemer, raising 
them above the world, and enabling them with 
tenderest affection, but with serious cheerfulness, 
and without a sigh or a tear, to bid adieu for life 
to kindred, friends and country, that they might 
bear the messages of salvation to the benighted 
heathen. The exercises also were all appi-opriate 
and deeply impressive." " We know not that wc 
were as much affected by any other singing that 
we ever heard, as we were by the following hymn 
when sung by the sweet voices of the missionaries 
and their wives." * 

" Yey, my native land, i lovo thee, 
All thy scenes, — I lovc^them well; 

Friends, connections, hapit)y country! 
Can I l)id you all farewell? 
Can I leave you, 

Far in heathen lands to dwell? 

Home! thy joys are passing lovely: 

Joys no stranger heart can tell, 
Happy home! 'tis sure I love thee! 

Can I — can I say — Farewell^ 
Can I leave thee, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell? ( 

Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, 
Holy days, and Sabbath bell, 



Richest, brightest, eweetest treasure! 
Can I say a last farewell? 
Can I leave you, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell? 

Yes, I hasten from you gladly, 
Fioin the scenes I lovod so well, 

Far away, ye billows, bear ine; 
Lovely native land, farewell! 
Pleas'd I leave thee, 

Far in heathen lands to dvvelL 

In the deserts let me labor : 
* On the mountains let me tell 

How he died — the blessed Savior — 
• To redeem a world from hell! 

Let me hasten. 
Far in heathen lands to dwell. 

Bear me on thou restless ocean! 

Let the winds my canvas swell : 
Heaves my heart with warm emotion, 

While I go far hence to dwell; 
Glad I bid thee. 
Native land! Farewell! Farewell!" 

After the benediction had been pronounced, the 
missionaries addressed a lew words to the waiting 
crowd. The Rev. Mr. Lowrie first spoke of the 
cheerfulness and pleasure, with which he and his 
associates were about to reUnquish the endearments 
of home, and friends, and native land, to enter the 


distant field; and the desiv^^'^' '^^^^> "o* ^^^Y that 
they might be remembered in the prayers of Chris- 
tians, while upon the ocean, and in a foreign land, 
but that efforts to send the gospel to the heathen 
might be greatly increased in the churches in this 

He was followed by the Rev. Mr. Reed, who, 
in a feeling manner, touched upon the unhappy 
condition in which they were about to leave many 
in this country who were careless and impenitent 
in the midst of the abundant means they enjoyed. 

The Hoiv. Walter Lowrie, Secretary of the 
Senate of the United States, whose son was one X)f 
the missionaries, then arose, at the earnest request 
ofsomT of his friends, and addressed a few words 
to the assembly. This address, remarks the Re- 
verend Editor above cited, " had in it more of the 
simplicit)^, and sublimity of Christian principle, 
aim, and motive than any thing we had ever be- 
fore heard or read." He spoke of the strength of 
those attachments which a father misbt be sunno- 
sed to feel, towards a dutiful and atTectioaate sou — 
and an eldest son: and especially a son whose piety 
and self-consecration to the missionaiy work, were, 
in his mind, associated with the counsels and pray- 
ers of the departed wife — the sainted mother; 
whose eminent Christian graces and attainments, 


the occasion seeme(J!la||forcibly to recall. But he 
assured his Christian friends, that, though he felt, 
and felt deeply, at parting with these children, yet 
instead of any feeling of reluctance or regret, he 
could say that he was willing, and even anxious 
that they sliould go: — that if there was any station 
which he envied, it was that which they were about 
to assume; and that he could freely part with 
everj'^ child he had, if they were going to leave 
their native shores, on such an errand. 

But to give an adequate summary of these re- 
marks, or the manner in which they were deliver- 
ed, or the effect which they produced upon the au- 
dience, would be utterly impracticable. Though 
the exercises were protracted to a late hour, the 
people seemed unwilling to terminate the servica 
of so delightful an evening. 

Journal. 1833. 

May 28) Tuesday evening. — Attended the fare- 
well meetincr. Dr. Alexander's address was most 
inspiriting. The kindness of the people almost 
overcame me. Again and again the question arose 
in my mind, Why, O Lord, dost thou favor me 


thus? I felt stronger than for many weeks previ- 
ous. After returning to the Rev. Mr. E.'s, could 
scarcely refrain from weeping that this was the 
last evening we were to spend with these kmd 

V/ednesday. — At three o'clock, P. M., we were 
at the boat. The farewells were nearly all ex- 
changed. Our friends stood watching on the shore; 
and above them all dear Mr. E. Tears would flow. 
I looked back until they were lost in the distance, 
and I then felt that home and friends were all lost 
to me. A choking sensation came over me: I tried 
to look to heaven and there found some support. 
Yet my mind was in much co)ifujion and 1 only 
realized that most of those 1 loved on earth v/cre 
left behind: that 1 should see them no more on this 
side the grave. And though 1 felt no desire to turn 
back yet it seemed as though my heart strings 
were breaking asunder. 

Nature seemed to mourn with me. The rain 
poured down and every thing looked gloomy, until 
a short time after our arrival at New-Castle, when 
the sun broke out, and a beautiful rainbow ap- 
peared in the heavens. The clouds which had ap- 
peared so dark, were tinged with brightness; and 
by these changes in nature, the promises of God 

were brought to my mind. I felt more of th9 


blessedness of trusting in the Lord; and cheerful- 
ness took possession of my breasti After tea at 
New-Castle, Mr. and Mrs. H. with other friends who 
had accompanied us, bade us farewell, and after a 
season of prayer, we retired to rest. 

Extract of a Letter from Dr. M. S. to the Hon. Edgar C. 
Wilson, of Morgantown, brother to Mrs. Lowrie, 

Philadelphia, May 2dth, 1833. 

" It will be highly gratifying to you and your 
friends, to know that the utmost kindness and at- 
tention, which Christian friendship is capable of 
exerting, was paid to your beloved sister, and her 
affectionate husband; and if the prayers of the 
righteous shall ' avail much,' their success will be 
commensurate with their most ardent and holy de- 

Last night, Mrs. S. and myself were with them 
until 11 o'clock, at which time, when I parted 
from your sister, she ' desired me to say to her 
friends, that this was the happiest moment of her 
life.' And I may add that it was a truly gratify- 
ing occasion, to see all the Rev. Clergy — the Fa- 
thers of the church, some of whom have long since 
retired from pastoral duties, come forward with all 


the feiTency of youth, to commend these young 
missionaries of the cross to God, and to add their 
prayers to those of the thronging multitude for 
their preservation and success. Believe me, my 
dear sir, few if any went away without shedding 
tears, and feeling that the occasion was one of pe» 
culiar solemnity. The thrilling sympathy which 
ran through the assembly, when they sung the 
' Farewell Hymn,' was beyond expression. Even 
those who felt most deeply cannot adequately de- 
scribe the moving scene. 

Yours very truly, 

M. S." 

Extract of a letter to Hon. Edgar C. Wilson, of Morgui- 

SMp Star, Delaware Bay, May 20th, 1833. 
Dear Brother and Sister: 

" Having now made my flower-pot, and seated 
myself in the cabin, I feel quite at home; and wish 
to tell you how happy I am. We left Philadel- 
phia yesterday, at 3 o'clock, P. M. Several la- 
dies and gentlemen accompanied us from Pa., 
with father and brother M., and Rev. Mr. Swift. 
We came on board this morning; many accompa- 
nied us — now all are gone. Our vessel is nobly 
stemming tha tide with r fine breeze, and now 


' Native land, farewell, farewell!' The desires of 
my heart are thus far 'accomplished. 'I love the 
Lord because he hath heard my voicCi' ' Bless the 
Lord, Oh my soul!' Last evening, sorrow filled 
my heart because I was so soon to leave all; but, 
at the same time, I rejoiced in the privilege. This 
morning I feel as cheerfld as I ever did in my 

Farewell. May God bless you all! 
Your loving Sister, 

Louisa A. Lowrie." 

« P. S^ I send this back by the pilot." 

journal, 1833. 

May 21st, Friday — We all felt unwell, but 
tried to keep about. Thought much of the com- 
forts of home, and was tempted to envy the ease 
of the wicked. Wished to be engaged for the con- 
version of the heathen, but wondered if the Lord 
could not employ some easier method to instruct 
them. .Immediately I felt ashamed of my selfish 
love of ease. May the Lord forgive the sins of 
my thoughts during sickness! 

June 2d, Sabbath. — Quite ill of sea-sickness. 

MRS. roursA a. lowrie. 123 

Prayers on deck, and a short public service during 
the day, Mr. Lowrie, though unwell, made some 
remarks on the 23d Psalm, showing the character 
of God as worthy of the confidence of his people. 
Felt willing to be in the Lord's hands, and know 
no will but his; but was too languid to feel much 

June 9th, Sabbath. — All too ill, and weather 
too bad to have prayers; as had been the case du- 
ring most of the preceding week. This is no day 
of rest to me. In the evening thought that the 
sickness of the day could not excuse my wander- 
ing, worldly thoughts. While Mr. L. was sing- 
ing some hymns, the Lord granted me some views 
of the heavenly country, which made the sorrows 
of this life appear light. Shed tears of joy at the 
prospect of being one day with the Lord. 

Monday. — I have to complain of the low state 
of piety in my heart. Feel much the want of a 
place for private prayer. Very little concerned 
for souls. Soul and body overcome with lan- 

Tuesday. — Had some views of the necessity of 
a nearer walk with God. Weather bad — ship 
tossing — no fear of death — feel calmness of mind, 
but little love. 

Wednesday, — Finished reading the life of Bam 


The spirit he manifested condemns me. We con- 
cluded to hold Conference meetings on Wednesday- 
evenings. Subject for next evening, the first four 
verses of 3d Col. 

Thursday. — Feel quite well — my mind clear. 
Had new desires for communion with God. Com- 
menced with Sister Reed committing to memory 
some of the promises of God. 

Friday. — Had prayers in the cabin for the first 
time. [They had been held on the deck -previ- 
ously.'] Determined to study for Bible class, the 
ist chapter Acts. Felt thankful for the kindness 
of the captain and officers of the ship. Had some 
pleasant conversations and begin to feel myself at 
home. This afternoon had a distant view of one 
of the Azores, or Western Islands. It did not 
look much like land, being distinguishable from 
the clouds only by the definiteness of the outline. 

June \Qth, Sabbath. — A very pleasant morn- 
ing, but too calm to speed us on our way. Divine 
service on board at half past nine. All hands at- 
tend who are not on duty. Brotlier Reed preach- 
ed from John 8:7 "Ye must be born again." Had 
Bible Class among ourselves at 4 o'clock. This 
has been a pleasant and I trust a profitable day to 
me; though I have felt not a little discouraged in 
view of my unfitness for every good work. 


Letter to Hon. E. C. Wilson, of Morg-antown. 

Ship Star, near the Azores, June 18th, 1833. 
" Again, dear brother find sister, I Avrite to you 
from the bosom of the vast waters: and now, as 
when last I wrote, with land in sight on both sides. 
Very soon after despatching my letter to you from 
Delaware Bay, we were all visited with sea-sick- 
ness. This was indeed a severe trial. After the 
pain of bidding farewellto friends and country, we 
were scarcely prepared to endure this most de- 
pressing of maladies. Every thing about us ap- 
peared loathsome. Our cabin, about 20 by 18 
feet, with a large table fastened down in the cen- 
tre; and the little remaining space occupied by no 
less than twenty-five trunks, chests, boxes and 
writing desks, piled up in all directions, surmount- 
ed by baskets, coats, cloaks, &c., &c., seemed too 
vile to live iu one day, to say nothing of four or 
five months. And then all the food had a pecu- 
liar ship-like taste, and our mouths seemed filled 
with salt water, and eveiy thing looked disagreea- 
ble. Oh! my heart turned to the sweet scenes of 
home, and I thanked the Lord that you were there 
in the enjoyment of comfort and peace. But 
though I felt so cheerless, I do not recollect that I 
at any time regretted leaving you. And though 


my heart ached, and tears would flow, when past 
scenes of enjoyment rose to my view, yet I knew 
that in the service of the Lord ] could be happy 
here as well as there. Now, our sickness is pret- 
ty well over; and our minds resume their wonted 
elasticity. We look back to those we have left 
with calmness, and forward to our work with joy. 
The Lord is our Shepherd, we shall not want. 
The weather, during the first two weeks of our 
voyage, was rough, and we had one quite severe 
gale. The ship several times seemed about to 
sink; but our minds were kept in peace. On in* 
quiry of each other, it appeared that a watery 
grave had no terrors to our little family; and we 
felt that if we should go down, our Father was 
ready to receive our spirits. 

The weather has been pleasant for a few days; 
and we have seen more or less distinctly, eight of 
the Azores. We have now in sight St. Michael's 
on the North, and St. Mary's on the South. They 
are all very mountainous, and are inhabited by 
Portuguese, who cultivate the vine. Yesterday 
we were almost entirely becalmed: the ocean had 
the appearance of glass; and the sails flapping 
idly left the vessel to rock to and fro as the swells 
directed. This rest, after our stormy weather, is 
so pleasant, that we can scarcely wish for a change, 


though so necessary to the speed of our voyage; 
and it reminds me somewhat of the Christian's 
journey. Gales of affliction propel him most swift- 
ly towards heaven, yet the heart retains so much 
love of ease that it prefers the calm, although 
thereby kept longer out of port. Farewell. 

L. A. LowRiE." 

Letter to the same. 
Funchal, Island of Madeira, June 29<A, 1833. 
Dear Brothkr and Sister: 

" Through God's mercy we have arrived here in 
safety. On Sunday last we came in sight of the 
Island; and when near enough dimly to distinguish 
its vineyards and cottages, were becalmed so com- 
pletely, as to remain nearly in one spot for about 
cIo;hteen hours. We had sermon as usual on 
deck. It was a most lovely day: all seemed 
calmness and peace. I think I never saw the 
Creator more plainly shown forth in his works, 
than in contemplating the scenery before me: all 
arranged with so much wisdom and beauty. The 
lofty clifls of rock, extending around the base of 
the Island, seemed to say to the waves, ' Hitherto 
shalt thou come and no further.' The towerine; 
mountains in some places apparently cleft asunder, 
but covered with verdure^ and dotted here and 


there with white chapels, and clusters of houses^ 
wrung from the heart the acknowledgment, ' Great 
and glorious are thy works, Lord God Almighty!' 
I have seldom enjoyed a more pleasant Sabbath. 
I was thankful that the calm prevented our getting 
into port, as all would have been confusion and 
Sabbath breaking: and the land being quite near, 
and the mountains so much resembling our own 
Alleghenies, filled my heart with pleasure. We had 
Bible-class in the afternoon; and remained later 
than usual on deck to enjoy the moonlight and 
balmy air. When the evening shades had almost 
hid the Island from our view, a new scene was 
spread out before us. Brilliant lights from all the 
chapels, and glow-worm lights from the private 
dwellings, made their appearance in every direc- 
tion; making the whole island, with the help of a 
little imagination, appear like a lower sky bedeck- 
ed with stars. The next day, about noon, we put 
into the harbor. Every heart was joyful, and 
every eye beamed brightly. Such washing, comb- 
ing, shaving, and brushing, I have seldom seen. 
In a short time all our gentlemen were dressed in 
land-clothes, and looked like other beings. It was 
* St. John's day,' when we arrived; and the bells 
of all sizes and tones were ringing merrily. Plea- 
sure boats were rowincj about on the water — the 


Portuguese all dressed up in their best attire — and 
nothing appeared to damp the joy of our hearts. 
After the health officers had visited the ship, and 
ascertained that therc was no sickness among us, 
two custom-house officers were placed on board, to 
prevent smuggling, and then leave was given to go 
on shore. Several Americans came on board, be- 
ing acquainted with some of our gentlemen. They 
seemed like brothers to us in this strange land. 
Oh, if you could but see this Island, as it appears 
to one coming into port! Imagination never pic- 
tured any thing to my mind so beautiful. The 
white houses of Funchal rising in beautiful irregu- 
larity one above the other, on the steep commence- 
ment of the tremendous mountain, which, spread- 
ing to the right and left, nearly hides its summit 
among the clouds; the vines and flowers among 
the houses; and farther up, above the city, the 
vineyards speckled with white cottages; here and 
there a cluster of trees, and occasionally a patch 
of wheat; near to the summit of the mount, the 
spacious and beautiful convent of La nostre Sig- 
nora del Monta; while on the right and left, as 
far as vision extended, were irregular hills covered 
with verdure. 

On a nearer inspection of the city, we found 
every thing appeared ancient. The high walls 


looked as if they had been built for ages. We 
were admitted through a gate guarded by sentinels. 
The streets are about twelve feet wide, paved with 
round stones, swarming with flies and other insects, 
and withal very steep. Every thing reminded me 
of the scenes described in old Spanish Romances; 
and every house looked like a nunnery. The 
walls between the houses are overhung with ivy 
and flowers of various kinds; and we could see 
peeping above them the arbors of grape vines. 
Every window, every chink was stuck with flow- 
ers and greens, in honor of the day. We walked 
up to the ' quintaj' or country-seat of Mr. Payne 
(with whom we lodge), which is about a mile from 
the water's edge. The natives were very polite, 
always taking oflT their funnel-shaped hats as they 
passed. Mr. Payne's house is situated in the midst 
of a large garden, beautifully terraced, surrounded 
by a high wall overhung in many places with 
vines and flowers, and filled with every thing 
which can delight the eye or gratify the taste. 
The tall sycamore, oak, and cypress, overshadow 
the banana, fig, orange, and lemon — geraniums 
and larkspurs. The richest tropical plants dwell 
harmoniously with hollyhocks, marigolds, and 
many American flowers. Truly, when the gate 
was opened, and we were ushered into this garden 


of delights, the birds carolling sweet welcome, it 
appeared like Eden, after the storms and sickness 
of ocean life. I trust I did, indeed, thank the 
Lord that he had directed us here. Mr. Payne is 
an English Methodist. He and his family do all 
in 'their power to make us comfortable and happy. 
We had no letters of introduction, yet Providence 
guided us to this place, where it is probable we 
have more spiritual and temporal comfort than we 
could have found at any place on the island. We 
expect to be here perhaps two weeks — much long- 
er than we had anticipated. We wish to employ 
the time in study, and as the climate is delightful 
we feel strong. We are to hold a social meeting 
here this evening: a few English will assemble. 
The English here are generally of the Church of 
England. They have a church and a pastor; but 
are far from being strict. The Portuguese are all 
Roman Catholics, — as submissive to the priests as 
they were two hundred years ago. The govern- 
ment is very despotic and the people are much op- 

While at sea my cough was better. It is now 
worse, and my breast is very weak. I have now 
very little expectation of recovery. Mr. Lowrie, 
however, our residence in this mild cHmate, and 

the subsequent voyage may restore me. All is 


with the Lord, and in his hands 1 leave it. And 
now 1 could say on for hours how often I think of 
you, even with tears; how my heart clings to you, 
to my dear home, and all my dear friends in Mor- 
gantown; but this would be useless. It is suffi- 
cient to say that distance does not diminish ray af- 
fection; and that nothing could reconcile me to this 
separation, but the blessed prospect of being more 
useful in the service of my Lord. 

May the God of peace be with you. Farewell. 

L. A. Lowrie" 

JOURNAL, 1833. 

July IQth. — We have been on this island more 
than two weeks, — much longer than we had ex- 
pected. I think the health of us all is improved by 
our residence in this pleasant climate: and we 
have had more opportunities for reflection, and 
mental improvement than we had previously en- 
joyed for a long time. I trust the Lord is with us, 
in our social meetings. At the monthly concert, 
though but four in number, I think the promise has 
been verified to us. 

When I review my life and consider how kindly 


the Lord has led me along, — that " when my fa- 
ther and mother forsook me, then the Lord took 
me up," — that by his Spirit, by his mercies, as 
well as his afflictive providences, he has sought to' 
win my heart to himself; how he now gives me 
comfort on every .side, kind friends, a most affec- 
tionate husband, who is a spiritual helper to me; 
cheerfulness of soul while separated from home 
and friends, and a blessed prospect of everlasting 
bliss; when I think of all this I trust the goodness 
of God leads me to repentance. Oh, I would love 
him more ! But this earthly heart still cleaves to 
self and to things below. 

July Wtli. — To-morrow, perhaps, we shall re- 
sume our voyage. This has been a pleasant rest. 
I dread the sea-sickness and the confinement of 
the ship too much: but I would not stop by the 
wa}'. No: if it be the Lord's will, I pray him to 
spare my life a little longer to labor in his dear 
eause-^to take us swiftly on and make us a bless- 
ing to many generations. 

July 12th. — This is the last evening I expect to 
spend on land for a long time; perhaps ever! I 
cannot, without regret, leave this beautiful scene. 
But why should I feel any regret since the Lord 
goes with us? Farewell, then, pleasant land, fare- 
well ye verdant hills, flowery gaj-dens, and singing 


birds! If the ocean is to be my grave, and these 
pleasant prospects no more greet my 6)^6 on earth, 
oh! may 1, through infinite mercy, be admitted to 
dwell in that land where 

" Everlasting spring abides 

And never with'ring flowers." 

Amen. Come, Lord Jesus! 

July 29th. — We left Madeira on the 13th in- 
stant. I felt much regret on leaving that scene of 
quiet, where the Lord had in secret so sweetly vi- 
sited my soul; but my mind was kept in perfect 
peace for nearly two days. I think 1 felt no de- 
sire but that God's will should be done. — Had an- 
other visitation of sea-sickness, but not very severe; 
neither was my soul cast down so much as before. — 
Have not felt the same yearnings after the society of 
distant friends. For this I would praise the Lord; 
for it has been a source of unhappiness to me. 
The weather has been unexpectedly pleasant: and 
though we have been for some time within the Tor- 
rid Zone, yet we have not found the heat very op- 
pressive. Indeed we are surrounded with mercies. 
I have to lament that I do not improve my time: 
my mind appears relaxed, and I am confused ty 
the constant noise around me. This may in part 
be ascribed to ill health, as 1 have continual pain 



in my head. But I fear my sickness is not sanc- 
tified to me. And though I have no fear of death, 
yet I sometimes am afraid that, on account of my 
unworthiness, I shall be left to grope my way in 
darkness at the last hour. Lord Jesus, prepare 
and receive my spirit! 

On Friday last we " spoke a vessel." This is 
quite refreshing after being long at sea. Yester- 
day was Sabbath, and 1 think it was a profitable 
one to me. Felt more than usually prayerful, and 
had many sweet thoughts of heaven. In the af- 
ternoon was afflicted with head-ache, so that I could 
not enjoy Bible class- Many persons, of whom I 
haVe read, enjoyed so great a degree of spiritual 
comfort as almost to forget bodily pains. Oh 
Lord, make me as I should be! In all circum- 
stances, give me submission an,d cheerfulness^ 

She wrote no more in her Journal after this 
date, and very little to her friends. The few let- 
ters given in the sequel are all the compiler ha;^ 
heen able to collect. 


Letter to Mrs. R. C, of Fayette County, Pa. 

S?iip Star, Atlantic Ocean, near the i 
Equator, August 5th, 1833. ^ 

My Dearest Mrs. C. : 

" This is but a popr substitute for the pleasant 
intercourse we used to enjoy together. And vvhen 
1 think how long it will be before this reaches you, 
and how much longer before an answer can reach 
me, my heart sinks within me. Oh how pleasant 
would it be this morning to hear from you, and all 
my dear friends ! 1 may never hear from them 
again in this world; but our Father in heaven 
knows of their welfare, and cares for them, and 
this should be sufficient. I often wonder that 1 am 
so happy here. If it were not for the wanderings 
of my heart from God, I thmk I should indeed be 
very happy; but a ship is a poor place for devo- 
tion — so much confusion and no retirement. I fear 
our friends at home are not aware how much we 
need their prayers. We were 24 days in the pas- 
sage from Philadelphia to Madeira — the weather 
rough, and we much of the time sea-sick. We 
were about three weeks at Madeira. On the 13th 
of July we re-embarked, and were again visited 
with sea-sickness: but the Lord has sustained us, 
and we have been enabled to look back without 


yegret, and forward with hope. Until within a 
week, my health has been gradually failing. I 
can now have no doubt that consumption has a 
firm hold of me. For the last week I have been 
better. You cannot imagine how much more fa- 
vorable the sea air is, than that of the land. Thus 
far we have had very few days uncomfortably 
warm: and now, near the Equator, I am sitting 
thickly clothed, and wrapped in a shawl. This is 
owing to the cool breezes; and ^Ve esteem it a great 
favor. The cabin of this ship is not quite as large 
as Mr. VV.'s kitchen; and here Captain, officers, 
and all eat; and here, for a while, they slept. 
Now, however, some of the gentlemen have ham- 
mocks swung up in a different part of the ship. 
My berth was just under Mr. L.'s, and being only 
about a foot and a half high, I could only lie with 
my face to the front, as when 1 tui'ned I could not 
get my breath. It was very warm and, moreover, 
thickly inhabited by cock-roaches. I always felt 
tired on going to bed, but much more so when I 
arose in the morning. But this evil is over. The 
Captain was kind enough, at ]\Ir. L.'s suggestion, 
to have a little frame erected at one side of the 
cabin; and I now sleep quite comfortably, consider- 
ing all things, as the tossing of the ship, &c. The 
Captain does every thing in his power to make us 


comfortable. The officers are kind; and the stCAY- 
ard, or chief servant, is very attentive and oblig- 
ino;. Have we not much to be thankful for? Will 
you not join with me in rendering thanks to the 
Lord for all he has done for us? Although none 
of our gentlemen are pious, yet thoy respectfully 
attend morning and evening worship. There is 
another cause for gratitude; we have a physician 
on board. Dr. HufFnagle is very attentive. 

Dearest friend!* My mother's friend and mine! 
It is needless to say how often we talk of you, how 
often I dream of you, and how much oftencr I 
think of you. Glad would I be to know if S.'s 
licalth is restored or if she is going swiftly to the 
grave. I sometimes think I shall meet with * * *, 
M. A. and S. first. They all seemed near to 
eternity when I left them. I do not now think a 
great deal about India; because 1 scarcely expect 
to reach there: though I may be spared. The 
Lord will direct, and I leave it with him. I trust 
he will choose suitable laborers for the heathen: 
perhaps he docs not need mc. If so, he can raise 
up many others in my place. I have written 
enough for this time, and with unceasing love to 
you and to all dear friends, I now say, Farewell. 

Louisa A. Lov^'RIE." 


Letter to her sister, Mrs. A. P. C, at Steubenville. 

Ship Star, Sovth Atlantic Ocean, ) 
S. Lat. 18°, August 13th, 1833. \ 

My Dear sister A.: 

"Our knowledge of each others situation is 
about equal. You know that, if living, I am wan- 
derino: somewhere on the vast ocean. And / 
know that you arc somewhere within the bounds 
of North America. This is rather a slirrht ac- 
quaintance with your affairs, to satisfy the heart 
that once gave utterance to the sentiment, 

' Together, down life's swelling tide^ 
Oh sweetly may our vessels glide; 
And may we anchor side by side, 

My sister!' _ 

But still, dear A., though ill life our vessels are 
widely sepai'ated, we may hope yet to ' anchor 
side by side' on the shores of the heavenly Canaan. 
Thanks to the Lord for this sv/eet prospect! It is 
sufficient to cheer us in the darkest hours of our 
pilgrimage. I look back with great pleasure on 
the last ie-w days I spent with you; and feel very 
grateful tliat we were so chcerfid, and enjo3'ed 
each others society without any painful solicitude 
about the final separation soon to take place. I 
do thank the Lord for that visit. I was cncour- 



aged, in view of toils I might have to undergo, by 
seeing you so cheerfully adapt yourself to circum- 
stances, and find so much pleasure in the service 
of the Lord in every situation. 

August IStJi. 
Again I sit down to talk with you a short time, 
dear A. We have just spoken a ship, a whaler, 
four months from New-Bedford. This is the third 
vessel we have spoken since we left Madeira. It 
is perhaps the most interesting occurrence that 
takes place at sea. Where there is so little variety, 
so little to excite, meeting with, and speaking to, 
persons in circumstances similar to our own, is 
very pleasant. At one time, a little north of the 
Equator, there were six ships in sight, beside our 
own. We did not get very near any but two of 
them, but still they appeared like company. The 
usual route to India is very crooked. First we 
sail an Easterly course almost as far as Africa; 
then West to a point almost in sight of South 
America; then very far South of the Cape of Good 
Hope, before we double it. This zigzag course is 
adopted in the outward passage, in order to secure 
favorable winds. In the homeward passage, the 
course is much more direct. You have doubtless, 
heard of me before this time, and know of our 


pleasant stay at Madeu'a. But, agreeably as we 
were situated, we all preferred to be on our way, 
at the rate of seven knots an hour, towards our 
destined port. 1 did not expect to feel so patient 
and contented during the voyage: but we are all 
favored with freedom from care and anxiety. 
Surely it is the most, pleasant of all frames of 
mind, just to commit all things to the Lord, know- 
ing no will but his." — [She left this letter tinfin- 

After the ship had made the region of the Cape 
of Good Hope, where the weather was rather cold, 
her cough became much worse; and it was now 
quite apparent that disease was slowly, but surely, 
wasting her strength. She herself did not antici- 
pate, from the first, any recovery, and long before 
had commenced setting her house in order, and 
preparing for her last change. " Familiar thoughts 
slope the way to death," a remark she had written 
on a blank leaf of her Testament, seemed to ex- 
press the employment of her mind, and the com- 
posing influence of timely preparation. 


Extract of a letter from the Rev. John C. Lowrio to his 


Sept. 8ih, Lat. 37° S., Long. 42° E. 

My Dear Father: 

" I again take my pen«to communicate some 
particulars of our voyage. Since I last wrote we 
have been in the very gates of death, with scarcely 
any hope that our lives would be preserved. We 
were about 200 miles South of the Cape yesterday 
week. On Monday last the wind blew very fresh; 
and by three o'clock the next morning, (about the 
time Christians were assembled at the monthly 
concert in America,) the gale was very strong. 
No description I have ever read presents to the 
mind any adequate idea of the sublime terror of 
such a scene. The waves were very high: and 
then the wind was so strong, that it carried the 
tops of the broken waves, in large drops and mist, 
for a great distance in a horizontal direction. If 
you imagine, in addition to this, the extreme dan- 
ger of our situation, you may have some faint idea 
of my feelings. The first mate told me, that it 
was the hardest gale he had seen for six years; 
and all our cabin passengers, including our expe- 
rienced Captain, concurred hi calling it a very hard 


gale: such as they suppose will occasion the loss 
of some ships. 

In the midst of all, our little company were mer- 
cifully kept in peace. At one time, when a tre- 
mendous wave broke, and spent its force under the 
ship's stern, causing the vessel to stagger and 
shake in every joint, 1 felt a momentary misgiving. 
It seemed as if we were then going down into the 
depths of the ocean: but immediately I tried to 
look away from the danger around to the Lord 
Jesus; and, blessed be his name! I felt calm and 
at peace. 

We are still in usual health except Louisa. 
She seems to be fast sinking under the disease; 
and it is even doubtful whether she will live to 
reach Calcutta. Oh Lord, ' if this cup may not 
pass, thy holy will be done !' " 

The warm latitude into which the ship entered 
on doubling the Cape had the effect of mitigating 
the more violent symptoms, and no doubt prolong- 
ed her days: though she was now so feeble that 
even her nearest friend, anxious as he was to in- 
dulge hope, had to abandon all expectations of her 

recovery. And henceforth, her companions could 
M 2 


only watch, with painful but unavailing interest, 
her daily progress to the grave. 

Note to Mrs. R. C, of Fayette County, Pa. 

Indian Ocean, Sept. 26tJi, 1833. 
*' It is a long time since I have written to you, 
dear Mrs. C; and in the mean time we have passed 
from one ocean to another. We have had short 
(Jays and long nights, and some weeks of complete 
winter weather; and also have encountered two 
fearful storms. It is awful, indeed, to see so small 
a vessel tossed about at the mercy of such tremen- 
dous winds and waves. But, through the goodness 
of God, we were kept from fear; knowing that we 
were in the hands of Him who rules both winds 
and waves. It appears almost miraculous that we 
escaped death. I did not myself see much of the 
storm: and during the cold weather I thought it 
best to lie in bed most of the time, to keep warm. 
We are again in pleasant weather, with favoring 
breezes, and hope to see land in about three weeks. 
I am very weak, but suffer no pain, except occa- 
sionally, under my shoulder. I have more com- 
forts than you would suppose, on board ship: and 
I may say it to you, because I ktjow you will not 


misinterpret me, and will be glad to hear it, that 
my dear husband is as kind and minute in his at- 
tentions to me in my sickness, as even you could 
desire. Farewell. 

L. A. LowRiE." 

The following extracts from the notes, taken by 
her husband at the time, will show the state of her 
mind in the prospect of death. 

Judian Ocean, Lat. 2"^ N., Long. 82° E. 

Oct. 2d, 1883.* — On my expressing a hope 
that possibly her life might yet be spared, she re- 
plied, " I do not wish that. — I do not want to travel 
over the road again, after being so near the end." 
And, in reference to her life being prolonged until 
we should reach Calcutta, she said, that she felt no 
solicitude about it; and did not wish to pray for it, 
lest it miight not be for the best. 

On my telling her that I felt free in saying, that 
our connection had been of much benefit to me; 

* There was very little hope of her being spared, 
through this day. 


and, I had no doubt, if my life were spared, would 
contribute to my greater usefulness; she observed, 
^' The assurance of that far more than i*epays all." 
She had before said, as she said frequently, that 
she did not regret having engaged in this work. 

1 asked, if she felt regret that she was prevented 
from engaging in personal labor among the hea- 
then. " No: the Lord sees it best that I should 
not: — perhaps I am not a fit person; and perhaps 
he may use my example to raise up others to fill 
my place." Throughout this day her naind was 
in great peace. — Expressed herself as quite willing 
to die to-night, if the Lord should send for her. 

Oct. 3d, Thursday. — 1 read the 21st and part 
of the 22d chapter of Revelations. She observed, 
-" The hearing of these things makes me impatient 
to be gone." Again, when speaking of the possi- 
bility of recovery, " I seem to have got almost up 
to the gate. To dwell in the land of Beulah would 
not be pleasant compared with heaven; — but it is 
not desirable to think of returning to the cares and 
sins of life." 

Oct. 6th, Sabbath, Lat. 12° 40' N.—ln the 
afternoon we administered the sacrament of the 
Lord's supper. At the time, she said, that she had 
not enjoyed as much comfort as on some former 
occasions. In the evening I asked her if she could 


calmly lie down and sleep, not knowing whether 
she should again awake. She answered, "Yes* 
I feel that confidence at all times.' 

They arrived at Calcutta on the 15th of Octo- 
ber, where she received every attention from the 
affectionate and Christian sympathy of the Rev. 
W. H. Pearce* and lady, of the Baptist mission, in 
whose kind and generous hospitality they shared. 
There she lingered in much feebleness and great 
pain until the hour of her departure. The follow- 
ing further extracts from the notes, taken down by 
her afflicted husband, at her bed-side, will be inte- 
resting to the reader. 

November 9th, Calcutta. — Last night my dear 
wife had much fever and severe pains. At one 
time she wondered if she would find * *'\ in hea- 

* Son of the late Rev. Samuel Pearce, of Birmingham 
England, whose Memoirs have been so favorably received 
in America. 

t A beloved sister-in-law, whom she left in very feeble 
health, in America. 


ven, when she arrived there. This led to a con- 
versation respecting difterent friends who might be 
there: some of them very unexpectedly to us. At 
length I remarked that, whoever was absent, the 
blessed Savior would be there. " Oh yes! yes! 
yes!" she replied, " and that will make up for all 
other friends." 

Nov. 12th. — She complained of heart-sickness. 
— Has been very feeble, and hardly able to speak 
above her breath; — her mind cheerful. She join- 
ed with me in singing, " How vain are all things 
here below," &c.; and, at her request, Mrs. R. 
and myself sung " Jerusalem my happy home;" 
a favorite hymn. 

Afterwards she said, " I am afraid I have set 
my heart too much on going to night;" and then 
expressed a willingness to wait the Lord's time. 

She expressed a deep sense of her own unwor- 
thiness, and her hope and confidence of being ac- 
cepted for the Savior's sake. 

Nov. 15th. — Louisa is better to-day, and her 
■mind is very cheerful. Almost the whole day a 
smile played on her pallid features. She said that 
when her mind was active it was almost constantly 
resting upon Jesus. 

Nov. 16. — My dear wife has been apparently 
on the verge of the grave to-day, being very feeble 


indeed. Extremities and forehead cold — and a 
cold perspiration on her face. Her mind still 
cheerful and composed. Dr. G. supposed it 
scarcely probable that she would live through the 
day. When, at her own request, she was inform- 
ed of this opinion, she exclaimed, " O blessed 
hope!" In the afternoon she revived a little, and 
then expressed . " her fear that the Lord would not 
take her to-day." 

Nov. 21. — In the morning I addressed her with 
" The Lord bless thee, my dearest wife, and keep 
thee this day!" She immediately added, " And 
take me to himself!" I asked, " Does your mind 
feel no disquietude about dying far from home and 
friends?" " No: it is as easy to die here as there." 
" Do you still feel no fear of death?" *' No: not any." 

While I was at tea she requested Nancy [color- 
ed iDomaTij to tell me " to come to bed and get 
some sleep." When I came in she repeated this 
request. Accordingly I lay down, but tried in 
vain to sleep, and rose about 8 o'clock. Soon af- 
ter, she wished me to allow Nancy to retire and 
attend to some of her own matters. Still she 
rested with her usual ease, excepting from her 
side, which had become sore from continual lying 
on it. I was readina; bv her bed-side a review of 
Southey's life of Bunyan; and had just read a 


quotation from the Pilgrim's Progress, where, 
after he had seen the pilgrims into the heavenly 
city, he adds, " Which, when I had seen, I wish- 
ed myself among them," — when she gave a sud- 
den moan, and wished me to raise her up. This 
I immediately did, placing myself in the bed and 
supporting her head on a pillow in my lap. She 
wished to be raised higher; and her pain being 
most acute, caused her to cry out. I raised her 
head so that she reclined on my breast. By this 
time, brothers Reed, Winslow, and others came 
in. She was in very great pain, similar to that 
experienced ten days ago, except that this was 
seated more in the region of the heart. Brother 
W. then held her head, while I supported her in 
my arms. It was now apparent that she was 
going; so I repeated, " When my heart and flesh," 
&c. She said, " Is this dying?" and soon after, 
" O my Savior!" Her breathing then became 
more free, and her pain less, until directly, her 
head resting on my face and shoulder, she gently 
breathed her last about half past nine o'clock, P. 
M. The dying struggle was not more than ten 
minutes in duration. Brother Winslow and my- 
self had both been offering, aloud, short prayers 
to the Savior to support and to receive her; and 
immediately afterwards, brother W. led us all in 


an appropriate and affectionate prayer, thanking 
the Lord for his goodness to her, and supplicating 
grace to sustain and sanctify her bereaved partner 
and friends. 

Letter from Rev. John C. Lowrie to Hon. E- C. Wilson, 
at Washington City. 

Howrah, opposite Calcutta, Nov. 26, 1833. 
" My Dear Brother: 

I hope you will have received my letter by the 
Virginia, before this arrives; and that your mind 
will be in some measure prepared to hear sad ti- 
dings. Truly we live in a world where there is 
much to distress, and very much to induce us not 
to place our affections on things below, but to have 
our hearts in heaven. Every removal of a Chris- 
tian friend, and especially of a beloved relative 
who is taken from this dark scene to an eternal 
abode in the regions of blessedness, should make 
us feel more indifferent to this life, and more 
anxious to enjoy that rest into which they have 
entered. There is no sorrow, because there is no 
sin: there is no mournful separation, but endless 
communion in the world of light. Then " Why 
do we mourn departing friends'?" We may not 



weep for them, however we may weep for our- 

I trust all our dear friends will be in some 
measure prepared to hear of Louisa's departure. 
Her spirit took its upward flight on last Thursday 
evening. [After mentioning the parriculars of her 
death which have already been given, Mr. L. con- 
tinues:] On the following day, (Friday 22d,) her 
mortal remains were committed to the grave in 
the Scotch burying-ground, just as the sun was 
sinking below the horizon. I could not but think 
that, like that luminary, her body was to re-appear, 
though clothed with immortality, and shining in 
new beauty and glory, long after the sun and the 
moon shall have faded away in the heavens. Her 
closing hours on earth were peace: now she rests 
with the Lord, and evermore will be happy as she 
is glorious. 

I cannot sufficiently express my deep gratitude 
to the Rev. Mr. Pearce and lady, for their affec- 
tionate sympathy and great kindness. I hope the 
Lord will reward them. I was also truly grateful 
to N. R., a colored woman, originally from New- 
York, for her kind, faithful services. To brother 
Winslow also I feel deeply indebted: he has, not 
long since, been called to part with his own dear 


wife. Brother and sister Reed deeply feel our 
common loss. 

But oh! my dear brother, what shall I say re. 
specting myself? God only knows the intense 
bitterness of heart I have felt. At times a cho- 
king sensation, and a cold desolation and sinking 
of heart, quite overpower me. Yet I would not, 
if I could, bring her back to this sorrowful world. 
Rather, if we love her, should we rejoice, as the 
Savior taught his disciples to do respecting him- 
self, for she too is gone ' to the Father.' Nor 
would I murmur: certainly the Lord is still as 
good as he is sovereign and wise; and he is still 
our Heavenly Father. The Savior is still a most 
affectionate and sympathizing brother, and the 
Holy Spirit is still a blessed comforter. Oh no! I 
would not murmur. But I would greatly rejoice 
to be prepared, as she was, to die; and then to be 
taken home (for alas! I am more than solitary and 
a stranger on earth) to the same blessed mansion 
of glory: and with my dearest wife there, and my 
dear departed mother, and other beloved friends, 
evermore to praise the Savior, and rejoice perfect- 
ly in him. 

May this most severe dispensation be sanctified 
to us all! Oh may the Lord God of our fathers, 
and of our glorified friends, guard and guide you 


all througb life, sustain and comfort you in death, 
and receive you all to his own glory above! And 
may I too, however unworthy, be a partaker of 
the same grace and glory! 

From your truly affectionate brother, 

John C. Lowrie." 

Extract of a letter from Mr. Lowrio to Miss J. I. P., and 
Miss C. B., of Morgantown. 

" It seemed strange that she [Mrs. L.] should 
lose strength faster while at the island of Madeira 
than on board ship: for it is customary for the 
English physicians to send consumptive persons 
there, as to a place of health. While there, we 
usually took a walk in the morning before break- 
fast; and I can only say that the recollection of 
these frequent rambles, among the vineyards, the 
orange and the fig-trees, will never fade from my 
mind. She seemed so happy, and her mind was 
so heavenly, that it was impossible not to imbibe, 
at least, a portion of her spirit. I have referred 
to our sojourn on that island to prepare the way 
for a remark which has impressed my mind: — that 
while there she was fast ripening for a better 
world; and also, that, from her not being so well 


(even at Madeira) on land as at sea, it seems quite 
probable her days would have been much fewer, 
had she remained in the changeable, unfriendly 
climate of the United States. It is certain she 
failed more rapidly after we reached Calcutta, al- 
though we have had delightful weather; (excepting 
the two first weeks which were ratlier warm) the 
cool season having commenced about the time we 
arrived. While on ship-board, there certainly were 
inconveniences and restraints which were irksome, 
especially to a sick person. Yet we had so many 
comforts and so many privileges, beyond what are 
common, that I think none of us felt disposed to 
complain or repine. The noise on deck, from the 
men working, I believe, annoyed me more than it 
did her; for I had not her patience nor her grace. 
It was well for us that we had a kind-hearted Cap- 
tain, who was quite fatherly in his care of us, 
and a physician who felt a deep interest in her re- 
covery. He was unwearied in his efforts to afford 
relief: for a long time rising every night at the 
hours of 12 and 4, to administer the medicines. 
Indeed it was the happy talent of my dear, dear 
wife to engage the affections of all who were 
around her. The steward was quite anxious to 
serve her, often preparing things of his own ac- 
cord: all the men seemed to sympathize with her. 


I mention these things knowing that you will feel 
an interest in every particular connected with one 
so dearly beloved. 


The following inscription is in gilded letters on 
a black marble tablet, inserted in a head-stone in 
the Scotch burying ground, Calcutta. 


to t^ij %m(}X'^ of 





WHO DIED NOV. 21ST, 1833; 

Aged 24 years. 

She was lovely in life 

and peaceful in death; 

now she is blessed. 

Rev. 14:13. 


Extract of another letter from the Rev. J. C. Lowrie to 
the Hon. Edgar C. Wilson, dated 

Howrah, Oct. llth, 1833. 
" We are at once struck with the impiety of the 
astronomer who said, (supposing he had discover- 
ed some defect in the heavenly bodies,) ' I could 
have given the Almighty some good advice, if I 
had been with him, when he created the world.' 
Yet, as Jay well remarks, we are continually 
prone to the same sin, in kind, if not in degree, 
when we repine and murmur at the allotments of 
Providence. Doubtless we shall at some time be 
able to see as well as believe that all God's ways 
are equal. 


Thus has closed the short but brilliant career of 
another eminent Christian, another devoted mis- 
sionary. We may not weep for her. Oh no! 
but we may weep for ourselves. She has left 
many affectionate friends whose hearts were 
" bound up" in her life: she has left her dear com- 
panions in the mission, and her husband, solitary 
as the " pelican in the wilderness;" and she has 


been taken from the service of the poor, dying 
heathen. Like Harriet Newell she was only per- 
mitted to see the wretched beings whom she camo 
to teach; and her prayers for their conversion as- 
cended from the midst of the heathen; and like 
the same sainted missionary (whom in many re- 
spects she much resembled) it has been her lot to 
seal, by an early death, her testimony to the un- 
speakable importance of the enterprise for the con- 
version of the world. The compiler of these 
memoirs might say much of the solidity of her 
mental endowments, of the sweetness of her dis- 
position, and of the pure and elevated character of 
her piety: and he might say all this from his ppr- 
sonal knowledge, for she was in a great measure 
brought up under his ministry, and received the 
baptismal rite from his hands. But he has pre- 
ferred that her various excellencies should, as far 
as possible, appear through the medium of her 
own writings. He must however say that highly 
as she was prized and beloved by all that knew 
her here, a perusal of her private papers has satis- 
fied him that her true value was known only in 
heaven. Few, very few, have ever felt so ardent 
a desire to make known the way of salvation to 
the pei-ishing heathen, and still fewer have possess- 
ed such distinguished qualifications for the work. 


Among the last expressions of her feeling on this 
subject, when she found that her dearly cherished 
hopes were about to be disappointed, was this, " I 
do pray that the cause of God may prosper, what- 
ever becomes of me." May a kindred spirit per- 
vade the entire church! Then, though one or 
many fall, more will arise to fill their places, and 
the work of the Lord will go forward. And then, 
as the subject of this memoir remarked in a letter, 
" The time will come when no man that reads a 
Bible, no soul that feels the love of Christ, will rest 
while there is an immortal being destitute of the 
knowledge of the true God." 


Lines written by the Rev. W. 11. Pearce, of the Calcut- 
ta Mission: 

" To my dear Christian Friend, Mrs. L. A. Lowrie. 


" David to build the house desired; 

Yet was his wish denied : 
' 'Twas in thy heart,' Jehovah said, 

♦ With that I'm satisfied.' 

So didst tliou wish, beloved friend, 

To raise his temple here. 
God has the pious wish approved. 

And thou his love slialt share. 

God needs us not : were all removed, 

His temple must arise. 
Then, as he wills, we'll serve on earth, 

Or triumph in the skies." 

From the " Presbyterian,'" May 8th, 1834. 

Mr. Editor: — When the great, the good, or the lovely 
have departed, we treasure with peculiar solicitude what- 
ever brings them to remembrance. Their sentiments — 
particularly their dying sentiments — fall upon the heart 
with an influence peculiarly solemn; and are often remem- 
bered with an interest, and observed with a reverence, 
which the same sentiments uttered by the living could 
never awaken. How often has some striking remark, or 
the dying exclamation ol one who delighted " in the bat- 
tle of the warrior, with confused noise, and garments rolled 
in blood," aroused a kindred spirit in other bosoms and 
prompted them to emulate his glory. And should not the 
sentiments breathed on earth, by those who now breathe 
the atmosphere of the paradise above, come with peculiar 
interest and power to the hearts of Christians wiio linger 
still below? Should not the departing words of the sol- 
diers of the cross, who have fallen on the field of conflict, 


inspire with fresh ardor those who profess to be fighting 
under the same glorious banner? Feeling assured that it 
will prove interesting, and with the hope that it may awa- 
ken in the bosoms of many Christians a spirit kindred to 
her own, and promjjt others to emulate her devotion to the 
Master's service, I have taken the liberty of copying, from 

the Album of Miss C , of Baltimore, the following 

beautiful scrap, written by one who recently laid down 
her life on the outworks of Paganism, just as she and her 
companions were about to commence the conflict on that 
heathen shore. She fell, as it v.-ere, in the first onset. 
She died — died before her heart's deep wishes were grati- 
fied : but she died a martyr — a martyr to the truth that 
" the love of Christ constraineth" those who truly feel its 
influence. From " India's coral strand" her spirit bound- 
ed to the embrace of her God ; her lovely form mingles 
with the dust of a heathen shore — but she " being dead, 
yet speaketh." The following, though not her dying 
words, were amongst the last she wrote in her native 
land, when she was about to die to America, to her kin- 
dred, her home, and all its endearments. 

D. X. J. 

" ' There is no joy in the green-wood bower. 
There is no joy in the fragrant flower; 
There is nothing sweet in the balmy air, 
To the heart that lingers in sadness there.' 

" As there is no place secure from the intrusion of sin, 
so all places are alike open to the visits of sorrow. Even 
in my quiet native vale, though like Jerusalem of old, en- 
compassed round about with hills, and separate from the 
gay and thoughtless world, — even there sin and death 
have visited, and taught its contented inhabitants that 
" this is not our rest." No! no! home with all its pleasant 
scenes, its placid river and verdant hills, its gardens and 
delightful walks, its friendships and loves, all these, all 
that earth can bestow, cannot give happiness to the soul, 
equal to that found in one hour spent (in obedience to the 
command of our Lord) in doing good to our fellow immor- 


tals. This world is beautiful, and some of its scenes are 
dear : but should our attachment to one loved spot, to one 
circle of friends, prevent us from obeying the command of 
Him who gave us all? No: the more he has given us 
here, the greater are our obligations to leave all for Him. 
Can we, while partaking of the " spirit of Christ" neglect 
to give bread to the hungry? And will we not hear the 
cry, ' We are famishing,' because it comes from afar? 
Can we live at ease, and be at rest, when we know the de- 
graded condition of heathen females? Oh! let us not find 
joy in any thing — let our hearts ' linger in sadness,' until 
those spiritual blessings we enjoy, are conveyed to others. 

'Happy home! 'tis sure I love thee; 

Yet I gladly say, Farewell! 
In the desert let me labor, 

On the mountains let me tell 
How he died — the precious Savior, 

To redeem a world from hell.' 

Louisa A. Lowrie." 









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